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The Crimson looks at them, she grins for a bit but it is a sickly kind of smile. She chuckles and then begins to laugh. It is a strange laugh, not one of joy or mocking, but one that is strained and forced.

"Why... why do you reject me..? I offer bliss... to unite all beings in hopes and dreams... you would never be alone, never be hurt, and never die. I offer sublimation..." She looks around at everyone. "You would still have your emotions, your hopes and dreams. You would all just... no longer be able to harm one another anymore. And yet...and yet..."[/b]

From the corners of the Crimson's mouth cracks begin to form giving an appearance of a jagged jawline, red energy leaking from them, her voice cracking into one similar to Morpheus's. Rage is building.

"Your eyes... just staring at me... judging me as some kind of mistake..!" She says as she tries to push Molkrii away with her new power, starting to absorb her ice powers showing as red icicles that form around her armoring.

Strange glowing vines begin to sprout and surround Morpheus, the feeling of something primordial growing. Morpheus starts to get up, the glowing marks remaining on his body. He's changed, his face and hair having turned white and vaguely human but he remains a generally dark appearance overall.

"Oh I've heard those words before. You're so confused now, aren't you? Feeling all alone. It has been that way for a long time since he died, hasn't it? And now, all these thoughts and feelings eating away at you, many of them not your own. I've lived with that all my life, sensing what everyone feels around me." He stands up, weaker from the drain but another form of energy growing. "That is what it is about, isn't it? Being alone. Abandoned. And when you found out that Furor was the cause of your isolation, you grew furious didn't you? You love, you hate, and you fear."

"My purpose was lost... Furor made sure of that... but now..." Her voice now takes a turn towards a mixture between Morpheus and Pandora. "Now you are trying to take away everything else! I... never wanted to hurt anyone... You gave me no choice..! Blame thyself for thy own folly!"

Crimson's form getting more twisted, more monstrous, reflecting a deep rage. The Crimson's power erupts violently, blades shooting from her back made of a mix of ice and blood-like trails of red energy propelling them. Morpheus creates a wall of that primordial energy that absorbs the violent surge and holds up against the blades. His eyes eyes grow wide for a moment at what he just did, looking over at himself then back at the others.

"I know you all despise the Crimson, but... it is as you said, Ara... their head is really messed up." He looks to Aranel and then looks back at Crimson. "The new Adam said that they were first created in a time when Pandora was still in my world being persecuted by people. The human Adam was so angry at them that he created the Crimson to force them to see at the same level as Pandora so they'd understand one another better. They were designed to adapt and grow, and to make the world safe for Pandora. So full of rage... the more we put in the more twisted she becomes..."

"Quell... silences rage..." Pandora says weakly.