"Don't bite more than you can chew now." Nihil spoke with a chuckle.
Male tilted his head slightly, his void-like eyes fixed on the Idea of Nihil.
"Go on. Spill the details."
Nihil floated a little closer as he spoke.
"The Coliseum is the next stage beyond the True Realities. Though, it's not much known for our true purpose... It is where the final selection takes place."
"All of us — our arrival should make 23 — are waiting until the final slots are filled.
Then we compete.
From what we've all surmised... only eighteen of us will walk away from it. Nine from each side. Existence… and Nonexistence."
Male absorbed the information in silence, his long black hair drifting slowly in the void. The thought of a competition between beings beyond True Reality power it didn't just excite him.
It made him think of a certain someone as well.
'Ash, is it?' He wondered, 'I wonder if they will be there?'
He nodded once, processing it all.
"Before we leave… we go fetch someone."
