"He came to my turf, and I dealt with him as I saw fit," the endless sea of antimatter spoke.
"And yet, you did not completely erase his soul," the unknown, unseen being questioned.
"I did what was necessary," the sea of antimatter replied.
"He was peculiar—a flicker of something intriguing in an otherwise dull existence.
I decided to make him owe me instead of simply snuffing him out."
"And then you gave him a mark," the hidden being accused, the air growing heavy with static.
"Your reckless actions have caused a massive ripple in the eternal, still pool of causality.
You have disturbed the balance."
"Indeed.
I am well aware."
"Good.
Because you will be facing a heavy punishment once this matter has been reported to the Higher Authorities."
"Are you quite sure you want to do that?" the antimatter sea mused, its tone shifting to something dangerously playful.
"Are you threatening me?"
