> "I see..."
> "So I'd assume you're able to explain this situation correct? Because I have no clue how this happened."
>He shrugs. "Maybe. The enigma thing is overrated, I know, but it can't be helped. As it is, you and your half-dragon friend are liabilities, which goes without mentioning all the others."
>Your eyes widen in an instant. "Others?!"
>"Indeed. You were aware of the mechanics of your world, right? As I understand it, which isn't very well since my benefactor likes hiding things from me, Lordran was a multifaceted dimension all of its own. The 'Chosen Undead' varied from timeline to timeline, and the timelines would blend into each other's at the slightest touch. You summoned and were summoned by others, weren't you? I can't imagine Time itself being so distorted like that...it's never quite that angry with me."
>...He knows. So much. How? How does he know so much?
>"And in the end you were the only one. Or so you think."
>...?!
>"There were others who managed to beat Gwyn, you know. Those are the 'others'. Those who managed to take him out...they came back."
>"...and the rest?" you somehow manage to grind out.
>"Nothing could be done. They're...gone. Hospitals across the entire world with comatose patients...well. It's a relief that only one of the beings consistent with each timeline managed to get through...no, rather, your half-dragon friend is an oddity. She wasn't brought from here, so why was she brought here...?" he trails off.
>Aggravating. His nonchalant tone is aggravating beyond comprehension, somehow. His calm tone as he talks about the people you crossed blades with and against...
>"...so what are you here for?" you manage, finally.
>"There was a large flux of power here, and I decided to check it out. Until we're sure you're not a threat...well, it's hard to be sure when you have a bunch of quasi-immortal soul manipulators and a half-dragon who can quite literally kill anything."
>He shrugs again. Logical, but he's still pissing you off.