Alex paused for a long time before speaking again.
"You wish to merge with Midnight to become my Sword Spirit?"
"I wish to continue living," Godslayer said truthfully. "This is a desperate attempt of mine to do so. A gamble."
Alex was at a loss for words. Losing Midnight had been a big enough shock, and now he was getting another one.
Godslayer was restless, worried about what Alex was thinking. "Do you not approve?" he asked. "I'm sorry. I should have waited longer before suggesting this. I just… I have no other way of surviving."
"Let me think," Alex said, falling silent once again. His eyes roamed the endless skies of his Spiritual Sea, as if the answer to his many questions were in the horizons in the distance.
After a long bit of silence, Alex looked back down at the crystal, two important questions filling his head.
"How likely is it to work?" Alex asked.
