"You said you prepared a Hero for me," Thirteen said calmly. "But if you really prepared countermeasures, contingencies, and layers upon layers of probability…"
He pointed at her towering form.
"Why are you here, trying to shake me up? Trying to make me feel inferior? Do you think that I'm playing a game with you? That your foolish attempts to goad me, and make me say 'Okay, I give up! You win!' and let things go back the way they were?"
The fractures spread upward, climbing the Goddess' enormous body like cracks on porcelain.
"You fear me," Thirteen smiled. "Not me as I am, but what I represent."
His Soul Core pulsed, making his body slowly rise until he and the Goddess were face to face once more.
The multiverse around them flickered like a glitched illusion.
"Because I represent deviation." Thirteen declared. "I represent the one variable you can't perfectly account for."
