"I should have thought of this earlier..." In the icy tide, Lyle whispered in the darkness as if possessed. Nia's tentacles were tightly wound around him, and even though they completely swallowed his vision, Lyle's eyes remained fixed on the hollows in the center of the white bone mask at his feet.
"Even I, a Spirit Summoning Apprentice, after witnessing the omen, was able to learn Advanced Remodeling and create a Flesh Aberration. Arnold, that madman, that flesh-worshipping freak, how could he be satisfied with mere imitation?"
Darkness is its cradle, and coral is its throne. It slumbers at the bottom of the sea, waiting for the day of awakening. It is incomplete, but will ultimately be whole.
The Deep Sea Omen is the forbidden creation of Arnold, the chief professor of the Flesh Sect.
Arnold seeks to create a god.
Although it still slumbers, Lyle had already seen the future from the revelation. It would eventually be called Him.
