Chapter 68
Before Ryker could fully take form, Dax's hand clamped around the neck of the forming figure.
"And I can also touch you in this state," Dax said, voice low and certain.
Ryker manifested in his true light—pure, blinding white. His eyes widened in horror.
"First I shall give you the treatment you bestowed on my father."
Ryker gritted his teeth. "You are the devil."
Dax smiled at his words—calm, almost amused.
His halo flickered into existence above him.
"Thanks to black hole forging, I realized origin could imitate enigmatic matter. Reverse it just a little… and it defines dark matter."
"A force powerful enough to crumble a neutron star from within. You angels possess bodiless forms similar to that, and a special soul construct."
"The patterns are almost everlasting."
"I could have just collapsed her body and transformed her into a black hole… but where is the fun in that?"
Dax touched his lips, utter madness glinting in his eyes.
