“Why…Why isn’t my wish coming true?!”

Another witch’s barrier had been destroyed, and the Puer Magi had returned to his normal clothing, staring at the Grief Seed.

“Your wish was to make people happy, and to lead everyone to paradise.”

Purge glared coldly at the incubator, unamused. Just what did he want from him now?

“I warned you that your wish could manifest in a hundred different ways, didn’t I? You’ve managed to save people from the witches that have been appearing, and you’ve helped slow down Entropy.”

Kyubey tilted his head slightly, waiting for a reaction from the rogue before continuing.

“If you ask me, your wish was already granted. You just never realized it.”

Now Purge was really angry. If he was just going to taunt him for his decisions just like everyone else did, then he’d make him pay.

“What the hell are you even doing here?” he asked, clearly unamused.

“I simply came here to warn you that your Soul Gem is almost at its limits. You seem to destroy Witches frequently, so I wouldn’t be surprised if you had a stockpile of Grief Seeds. It’s not too late to use one.”

Purge looked at the Grief Seed, before tossing it to the ground, walking off. Clearly, he was weak if he needed them.

And his pride wouldn’t allow weakness.

“No, no more questions…Let’s just cut to the chase: I want to make a contract with you, heart or no heart!”

The rogue had taken a long time to find the incubator, since it seemed to be rather elusive. He was now certain of what he wanted to wish for, and he wasn’t going to turn back now.

“For what wish will your Soul Gem shine?”

Really? It was just going to let him make a contract? He shrugged and continued.

“I want to be able to make the sad and unfortunate people happy, in order to lead them to paradise!”

This was what he wanted to do all along, and he wasn’t about to turn back now.

“That wish could manifest in a hundred different ways. I’m not sure what kind of power you will get from this. Are you sure?”

Purge knew that no matter what power he got from the contract, he’d find a way to make it work.

“As long as I’m able to fufill my dreams, I don’t care what sort of power I get from it. I’ll find a way to incorperate it with my ability to bend spacetime. 

I’ve never been more sure in my life.”

Again, Kyubey asked him if he was certain about his decision.

“You realize that you’ll have to fight Witches as a Magical Warrior?”

“Of course. That’s what everyone’s been warning me about, but I don’t mind. If that’s what it takes in order to save everyone, then I’ll do it!”

“Then we have a deal!” Kyubey extended his “ears”, removing Purge’s soul from his body and condensing it into a brightly colored Soul Gem. The object fell back into his hands. “That’s your Soul Gem, keep it close and safe!”

He yelled out in pain as his soul was taken out, before noticing the jewel land into his hand. It was strange really: He expected his soul to look a lot…different, but it didn’t really matter to him.

“Right, I’ll be sure to keep a close eye on it!”

Narcissus would be born soon after that confrontration.