Aged a bit hasn't he. A fitting fella in being a independent soul among the death gods. He to can not see me. But...
"The last time I was unable to summon the tome at will was when the title that lives within it had screwed around with something it shouldn't have." Making a valuable point. I have objects of realm reality distortion. The act of holding them as I am... would explain enough logic for me.
"The core tome is not accessible? Even with the fall of the mage island." That bit of floating sewn rock was a temporary thing for Enders of other timelines to restore themselves with. The temporary gaps in other worlds were now sealed. Restoring the universe to how it has to be when I am the only Ender.
"I have a terrible feeling." Sean knowing I am here, even when not able to see me. He wouldn't know what to do with himself when I am hung around doing nothing around him. The literal term humans use when talking about staring about and waiting for things.
"What of the reptile of red?" I had just realized he was seated in the universal concept gods debate chamber. He was in muttering with death.
"You came back?" Deaths title soul speaking loudly in my ears. I had whinced a little in just how loud that was.
"Snooping around for lost objects. They are to be returned. So I would also need to be returned. This universe uses me as it wishes." Soul speak isn't hard. It just has side affect of causing damages to the body that soul resides in, "I oddly missed being among time, space and order. Strange in how reliant it is." Nice to be in the perfect place to drop some items back to people that know where these things belonged. Even staring at horus in the face and slapping his eye back to the socket was fun. An all mighty unable to see me still.
"There been an expansion to the tome. The title must have ate another universe while away." Sean pondered with almost sitting on me. To his shock, he were forced into the alterations of a blade. The seeping of our bond as working partners had reminded me enough to alter my own flesh to be active among this space and time.
"Rude to talk about someone who was listening. Not that anyone cares about the rule." I let him go and he slashed through me. Unable to find my soul nor sever the chains of hell that are my duty to hold.
"The title of Ender, correct?" The lady of hands or rather 'the pull' by soul duty. The summons as the other gods see it. This wasn't the soul but rather the whole being emotional spoke towards me.
"Tricket list sorted. Where was I?" I torn a fragment of myself where I write such reminders, "Not worth the effort of doing right now." Put back away as flesh folds within the may torn layers. My own face as needing to be shattered once again, so all my thoughts were kept private from the room. I don't want any damned god to hear my souls words. The moment I had, the room seemed to had reacted about it. That of a tome from life's hand had also thrown itself into the nearest wall and burst in flames. It lifted from ashes anew book, including new sections of living souls who were once excluded by this universe's laws. She went to brush her hand on the tome and it altered into a phoenix. A beak stabbing her hand in anger.
"Ah. I had nearly forgotten." I posed with letting Sean being next to be altered. I had in fact thrown the poor boy into my myself. Using my soul to help teach and shapes his to understand the new rules of souls. It was terrifying to everyone else that I ate him. Not that I ate him at all.
"The tomes are self acting now. Able to enact its abilities to find the souls to be written. You are no longer required to read in a tome. The annoying task of page flipping to find the space to write a soul into it is over. There is new segments of the collection that includes things outside of space time. These things will not be any bother to us inside boundaries of safety. It's when you choose to travel outside of my grasp that such knowledge of traveling matters. You are more then welcome to leave this space time cloth. I am not stopping you. I will however tear every last part of you and put you back together when you return. Making sure you not breaking my tomes upon re-entry. The occasional visitors from outside space time are now in your abilities to interact with. Subject to being checked down by those of the correct authorities." I lifted a book from a surface that wasn't there, "You are all able to do this. To summon this guide book. This book is not of authorities within time and space. Rather its the authorities of laws you must follow when you leave time and or space. I am not just your executioner when you break those rules. I am your ally when someone else breaks them on you. This book is that clarification. Use it as wisely as possible. We are the same cloth, I have no reasons to not listen to you or help you." The book of the oath cogs were released upon them.
Sean in having been remade steps out from my doorway. He literally just finished reading the oath cogs laws. He has way to many questions. He settled with a dull stare, over me especially. He removed my face and shattered it for me. He noticed that the cog book disappeared when he did. A empty hand.
"There there." I pet him, "We aren't resetting anything soon." He sits at the spot I would when this seat is taken. Crunched up in a little human ball, hiding from the light. He going to have to boil over his thoughts before speaking ever again. Yes. The side affect of being around me. I am the fear of fears. Only the bravest of souls tend to overcome my insanity. They make for the best tools.