These words had been the prime motivators of Damon's philosophy, his life. It was these words that had tied him to the Unknown God.
He had known that the words he found written in the stone under the roots of the ancient tree had to have been written by someone.
What Damon wanted to know was this. Was it fate, or random chance, or perhaps the machinations of the Unknown God.
All Damon could think about was the cruel realization that choice was an illusion and the Unknown God was a god of fate. All things were driven by fate, even the idea of choice.
Amadeus did not say any more. He had said all that needed to be said. This was all he could say about Mugu, as for how he became the Wicked Prophet and the first demon.
"Mugu lured the world and Lysithara with the goal of achieving Akasha."
