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Even as Drac began to leave, he felt his spirit become trapped. Bob wasn't called the taker of souls because of his tea parties. And now that Drac was a disembodied spirit, he was practically helpless even against a heavily damaged Bob. Smiling, Bob grasped Drac's soul in his one remaining hand. "My. It seems you are a greater fool than even I took you for." As Drac's energy is drained, Bob begins putting himself back together. "However, you do have my thanks. It would be foolish of me to release a man who made such an attempt on my life, and quite frankly I need the power. But you have my word that your family will remain unharmed. As you left mine out of this, I will allow yours to continue." With that, Drac was sucked into Bob's maw, assimilated into the Chaos Gem.

When next he opened his eyes, Drac found himself in his home. His family was around him, smiling. He was celebrating something. He didn't know what, and it really didn't matter. His wife was at his side, his children happily before him. Eating, playing, talking. It was a normal event, and yet was perhaps one of Drac's most treasured memories. On some level he knew that this was a memory he was reliving, recreated within his thoughts. That his happiness and sadness in this simulated life would feed Bob. But on the wall hung a sheet of ancient parchment, a contract signed in blood. And as long as it hung there, Drac knew his family would be safe. And as such, in this simulated reality, with this knowledge at hand, he was content.

Bob had rebuilt himself. His suit once more shone with the glitter of gold dust, and his bright smile once more illuminated his face. His eyes returned to their shine, and his top hat straightened. He briefly smiled down at his daughter, before turning to leave, briefly dusting himself off. "Keep this event in mind, my boy. In this world, it's kill or be killed. There will always be someone willing to kill you, you will always have enemies. Whether you're a hero, a villain, or something in between. You keep yourself safe." He waved a simple greeting, as a door materialized in front of him. "I have a feeling that we'll be doing business, at some point in the future." With that, he leaves Mithias alone on the ice planet of Tassadar.