As Merciless sat upon Exile's head, she moved with grace throughout the Mansion Dimension Borrowing through walls, and different floors, meanwhile on the other hand Merciless himself began to experiment.
He was utterly engrossed with his own existence at this particular moment, as black blood began to rise from his hands and escape from his pores, floating in the air. After all, after properly assimilating with the Unwoven, he was endowed with knowledge by the great Primordial Mother.
One of the many names, given to the Unwoven who knew of her being, naturally it was either this, the Unwoven, or the Source.
Aside from that, Merciless was exceedingly pleased. For the simple reason that his new aspect of nothingness projected in a wholly organic manner, he did not need to adjust his combat style; in fact, his newly acquired aspect of nothingness improved it.
"Man don't you just love it when you got new toys to play with?"
