I need to calm down. Who knows what violence in this place will lead. I piss him off more by asking more questions. It looks like Baddie is about to explode. He has little patience at this point.
You built that tomb beneath Sigil, didn't you? The one with the traps?
Baddie: "I'd almost forgotten - yes, what a waste that was. Obviously, that didn't work. And it cost a lot of blood and coin, too."
It's at this point Ugly begins screaming like a mad man.
Ugly: "Worthless! It was EASY to breach that child's trap. I found it... and CHANGED it. To make it HARDER. Changed the WRITINGS"
Baddie gives Ugly an evil look. I am surprised they haven't killed each other yet. Maybe Goodie had kept them apart so far.
Baddies gives Ugly a hiss..
Baddie: "Yet another thing you will answer for...Though I suppose it doesn't matter. It was shortly after the failure of the tomb trap that I decided to carry the battle to our killer rather than wait for him to show any longer."
I try to calm the situation down. If there is any violence, I need to be doing it.
Were you the one that pried Morte off the Pillar of Skulls?
Baddie: "Is Morte still alive? Ha! That piking skull couldn't be trusted farther than I could throw him - claiming he had information when he didn't, then I had to go through the torment of prying him off the Pillar of Skulls, then he feigned ignorance once he was off of it. I humored him, since he'd told me everything I needed from him."
Were you responsible for the tattoos on my back?
Baddie: "The directions? Of course I was responsible - I knew there was a chance I might fail here and lose my memories. I wanted future incarnations to benefit from some... guidance. So I had the directions stitched on my back, since such things - like journals...Tend to be lost so easily."
You are a stupid retard aren't you. Directions were bloody useless. You act all clever but deep down you obviously don't have a damn clue. I enjoyed saying that. Baddie's eyes bulge out of their sockets.
Baddie: "Are you a fool? The directions needed to be vague - I couldn't spell out exactly what was happening to us, so I left a signpost. What do you think would have happened if a Dustman had read them? Or someone even more barmy? How quickly do you think we would have been buried alive or cremated?"
Baddie is getting very impatient. He want to move on by absorbing me somehow. Or just killing me and eating some organs, brain.
Then one thought just came to me out of nowhere. Obvious actually. I might never get another chance. What about all this crap with Pharod.
FIND PHAROD. DON'T SPEAK TO ANYONE.
THAT BRONZE SPHERE.
Pharod didn't know crap.
Baddie: "Pharod? Oh, yes - the trash king with all the 'tough' bloods that thought I was easy prey...After only a little bloodletting, I struck a bargain with him - he would see to it that if his men found me, they would take me safely to the Mortuary - and, of course, I needed the eyes and hands of his men to scour the catacombs beneath Sigil for me."
For the Bronze Sphere? It's brown and ugly. Feels like an egg to the touch and smells of rotten custard.
Baddie: "Yes. I told Pharod it was the only thing that would save his miserable life... what a sniveling little dodger he was. You see, the old bastard was destined to end up on the Pillar of Skulls when he died, and he was desperately trying to weasel out of it. So I told him that there was an item beneath Sigil that would 'save' him from his fate, if he could only find it."
But it wouldn't save him - it was just something you wanted him to find.
Baddie: "Of course it was useless to him. One cannot dodge fate so easily. However, nothing motivates a man faster than telling him what he seeks will save his soul from eternal damnation. I intended to take it from him after he found it. It just that searching for it myself would have taken... too long.
And why should I do it, when I could have someone else hunt for me?"
What in heck is this thing. I tried to sell it a few times but something held me back.
What is this little thing?
Baddie looks at me with disbelief. As if was impressed with my competence or even surprised with my ignorance. It could have been either.
Baddie: "You have it?! Then your life had some use after all! When we merge, I will see about finding a means to unlock it. Perhaps all is not lost..."
What is the sphere? Why is it important?"
Baddie: "It is a dead sensory stone. Do you know what it contains?! It holds the last experiences of the first of us. When we were one man, and not a string of incarnations. If there is some way of unlocking it, I will be able to see inside his mind..."
We could find out how this all happened. Go back to the beginning and find out why we ever sought to be immortal.
"Yes..." The incarnation's face grew somber. "It is the answer I have always sought. Why this happened. Why we became immortal. When we merge, I will see about finding a means to unlock it. Perhaps all is not lost..."
Goody speaks up for the first time. He had been silent and mostly listening to our conversation.
Goody: "Perhaps there are no answers in such a thing. Perhaps there never was."
I stop for a minute and look around. At the four if us. We need to move on and I wanted to be the one moving on.
Only one may leave.
I need to speak to the other two and I don't think Baddie would like the questions I would be asking.
Legendary Intelligence and one of the wisest beings in all the Multiverse.
I can't believe this fool could best me.
I turn back to Baddie and agree to help him.
Look into my eyes.