Kiro couldn't help but admire this little trap ancient ones put in place. Chronos explained it to him further, the cave emitted echoes, attracting only the bad apples within the bag of humanity.
A story that was confirmed to be true when he realised the hooded figures must've been Blakeson and his entourage.
"There are two ways to bring ancient ones over to worlds that aren't their own," he paused letting him digest it before continuing.
"The most obvious one is for hatred to grow within a world, to greater heights, so high that those emotions are able to reach the higher planes. Causing a crack between worlds, a crack harbingers can use to cross over, once the world is ran over by them, ancient ones are able to come over."
Kiro thought back to the system's answer to what Harbingers were, "bringers, they're really bringers. Not just bringers of death, but they're the gateway for ancient ones to obtain a world. Say Chronos, what's their goal, why do they want to attain other worlds?"
"Great question. I suppose they want to be supreme rulers of all universes. There are worlds they've succeeded in taking over. No, ruling many worlds does not give you more power." He stopped the oncoming question before he could finish his thoughts.
"I suppose the second method is by trapping many humans, convincing them to betray their kind and summon them over?"
Chronos nodded, glad he didn't have to explain everything. The kid made it easy for him, he at least liked him for that.
Kiro didn't take another step forward. He wasn't keen on finding out what would happen if he set foot in the cave. They waited, the voices were coming back out. Right at the mouth of the cave, they bowed, humming a very alien and strange language.
It looked like they were summoning something because not long after something grew from the hard concrete of the cave. A bright light that caused Kiro to squint his eyes to the point they were completely shut.
"Unfortunately, that's its original form. It's nothing a lesser being is able to see."
"Yeah because clustered light is so interesting to look at." He shot back, even though it was true, he wasn't fond of the fact that Chronos called them lesser beings.
There wasn't much he could do at the state he was in but he still managed to choose someone who was worthy even in his eyes. He was beyond elated that he could meet him before he...
'No time to get sappy now, you knew from the very beginning what doing this would mean.' He tried to console himself.
The scene before them was even more pathetic.
"We will devote our entire lives to you, the most high god!"
The being laughed, his mocking laughter piercing their ears in the most gruesome way. "Then it'll be short and sweet?"
He didn't elaborate whether he meant human lives had short life spans or he didn't intend to use them for very long. Now that he was summoned in their world, they were useless tools.
This conversation went on with them on their knees, their faces almost touching the ground. The fear and their hooded faces made them sweat uncontrollably.
"You've done me a great service, rest assured, the only death suited for you is a warriors death. You will die, fighting your own kind. Its fitting, show me you've discarded that identity completely." He said looking Kiro right in the eyes.
The being licked his lips, "take off those godawful clothes."
They didn't argue, they did as they were told. One by one the hoods fell off their heads. Revealing some familiar faces, but Kiro never expected to see her there.
"Wh-hats she doing here?" His eyes were as wide as his flared nose.
"Greed I'm afraid is an ugly thing."