'Is this one of those tropes where some cunning old man or woman from the ancient ages sets traps for geniuses to dive into, filled with treasures, inheritances, techniques, and whatnot, disguising it as leaving their legacy for the next generation, and when these geniuses enter, these old foxes immediately swallow their souls, assimilate them, and replace them?' Anthony thought to himself as he looked forward to something like that happening to him.
He was already imagining The Lover Of Death's expression when he entered Anthony's soul only to find Romulus and Boundless occupying it.
Although that had a low chance of happening, it still thrilled him. After all, an example of this was The Executioner from whatever Upper Galaxy he was from.
Anthony couldn't help but wonder how The Executioner had obtained his own title, but he simply shook his head as he decided not to think too much about it.
