(Dream World, Leo's POV)
"You have my blood, so I'm assuming you're not that different from me. But feel free to correct me if I'm wrong." The Timeless Assassin began, as he squeezed Leo's shoulders just a tad bit tighter while looking towards the shifting clouds of the dream world with a soft smile.
"We are warriors who are driven by an obsessive compulsion to grow stronger.
I don't know why, but in my whole life, I've only ever felt most peaceful when I'm in the heat of battle and my thoughts are singularly focused towards survival, as only in that moment do I feel the most alive."
The Timeless Assassin shared, as Leo nodded in understanding.
This was exactly how he felt too.
"At first, I never understood why I had this drive to become stronger.
Or why I chased Godhood so relentlessly.
But it was only after I became a God that I realized why…."
He said, as he took a slow, deliberate pause.
"We chase strength, because that's the only way the thrill continues.
