Cain frowned slightly as he looked upon the two figures standing before his throne. The first, the old man, he recognized instantly. He was Ao, the former World Will of Aether, who had long since transcended his original vessel and become a sentient consciousness spread throughout the Everstrife Empyrean World.
But the second presence, the small child with red eyes and a faint aura of innocence, was unfamiliar.
Yet, as Cain studied him, he sensed something… familiar.
The current of the Flow rippled softly through his senses, connecting the three of them. His golden eyes narrowed.
"Is this…?"
A knowing glint flickered in Cain's gaze as he spoke, and Ao nodded gently, a faint smile creasing his ancient face.
"Yes, Scarlet King," Ao said, his tone serene yet proud. He turned toward the boy beside him. "His name is Aioro. He is the World Will of the Everstrife Empyrean World. Forgive the intrusion, but he was eager to meet you."
