It was dark.
Pitch dark—but by now, the darkness had become all too familiar to him.
He felt only one thing. The ability to move just one thing. And he did—as he felt light return once more.
One eye opened, colored blue and crimson red.
When Ryuk opened his eyes fully, he found himself in a throne room that seemed all too familiar.
Except this time, his gaze landed where he would normally be seated—crumpled helplessly to the ground.
Right now, though, he was the one sitting on the throne. And without even looking, he could already feel the familiar presences behind him.
This throne room was none other than his Soul Place.
"Anytime I come here, it's always because something has gone wrong…" Ryuk said, sitting upright on the throne.
"What has gone wrong this time?" he asked aloud.
And then, they appeared before him.
Both the red-scaled Knull, representing his Knullic bloodline, and the blue-scaled Knull, representing his Draconic bloodline.
