"The rules were designed to ensure that the system survives even after a Legend falls," the third Aaron explained, his voice taking on a didactic, ancient quality.
"The first rule is simple: Only Mystics are permitted to compete for the Throne for All.
The second rule is where things get interesting.
Mystics are strictly forbidden from killing one another until every candidate has reached the peak of the Nameless Rank, or until the Archive of the Throne for All declares that the official battle for succession has begun."
He paused, his white eyes locking onto Aaron's.
"And that second rule, Aaron, is exactly how we are going to tear those eyes out of your skull."
"Calling me by my own name when you're literally a part of me is beyond weird," Aaron muttered, rubbing his temples.
"Regardless," Aaron continued, shaking off the existential discomfort, "how does breaking a rule like that actually help us?
