'Well... Even though you suggest such a thing, it's like I have a choice.' Wain replied as he shrugged, 'Do what needs to be done. Looking for a second time for Nicole's weapon...I don't have that much energy, it's just too tiring.'
The Abyss Artist smirked as Wain's body quickly became covered in dense black energy, like ink. His appearance changed as now Abyss Artist had full control of his body, Wain receded into the background almost becoming a ghost in his own mind.
Damn... I never thought about it, but am I not the Nameless King himself now? What do you think of that? Abyss Artist asked with a sly smirk.
'Shut up. You can just inhabit my body, you'll never get my powers.' Wain frowned.
Abyss Artist smirked, 'Yeah, I know. Do you really have to react like that to every joke I make? You have your powers and I have mine.'
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