'Augustine…Nova…The Sinner…'
By now, Caine would be a fool not to understand something nefarious was happening around him.
This game, which he'd originally thought only involved the complicated matters of his family, had suddenly expanded to include much more.
And in turn, it had become much more dangerous.
'I see.' Caine smiled.
Standing up, he dusted his robes.
Whether it was Nova, an outer entity seeking godhood, Augustine, a noble higher existence from Samsara itself, or even the Sinner, the man that allowed him to be here—none of it mattered.
The worst anyone could do was give him time.
***
"What is going on around here?" Caine asked Enya as they walked through crowds of people that filled the streets, under the warm and brilliant rays of the sun.
Many wore what seemed to be traditional attire made of hay, their heads adorned with large masks painted white and blue with the faces of strange primordial entities.
