The creature's face, a dark mirror of Ty's own, contorted in frustration as the burn marks seared its visage, a physical manifestation of its constraints. Ty's curiosity deepened at the sight, pressing for answers.
"These markings... they prevent you from sharing everything with me, don't they?" Ty probed, trying to piece together the mysterious puzzle before him.
"Yes, they are a seal placed upon me by the so-called 'king of gods,' the master of infinite prisons. This seal binds me, limits what I can reveal," the entity confessed, its voice a mixture of resentment and pain.
"And why? Why are you bound so tightly by such restrictions? What purpose does it serve?" Ty demanded, seeking clarity amid the shadows of information.
