Father of Monstrosity LXIV

LXIV.

Are you the Sovereign? Ciana asked, dumbfounded.

As though just now noticing her, Jkull turned his sculpted face towards her and let his eyes run down her figure, perhaps appraising her.

I am its first half, he told her, then turned back to Jakob. I was unaware that the spawn of Archduchess Skll would be present.

Ciana is my steadfast companion, he replied. But I had no idea that her progenitor was an Archduchess.

Skll is one of my loyal adherents, but I was unaware that she sired a half-spawn.

I believe it was for a reason, Ciana replied. Jakob was surprised by her confidence, but perhaps it was easier to live with the suffering of the past by using the successes of the present to justify them.

Jakob nodded. The Watcher has guided us to this mont.

Not just the Watcher has had its hands in this, Jkull remarked.

The Demon Lord walked around the basent for a bit, seemingly fascinated with the mundanity of his surroundings. Then he found the ritual carvings on the floor and dropped to a knee to study the Sigils.

It is my first ti being summoned, he revealed. I was made to believe it would be different.

Normally just your soul would be summoned, Jakob replied.

Fascinating. You use the Watchers Gate, my Sigil, and your own to imitate the spell.

Jakob looked at the third Sigil, the one he had not comprehended, but known to be crucial for the Rite to work. That is my Sigil?

The Seeker, it says.

He looked at the Sigil, pride and surprise flooding him in equal asure. To be of enough significance to have earnt his own Chthonic Sigil was quite sothing. It was nowhere near as complex as the other Sigils he had used, but as he looked at it intently, he could not help but feel a strange sense of affinity for it, as though instinctively knowing that the symbol personified him completely.