Gilgamesh, still lying on the floor with arms draped over his head, stared at the light held in Zuriel's hand. It was a brilliant glow, radiating almost as dazzlingly as that nice-looking sword. So that thing could create a perfect world...?

What would be a perfect world for someone as grand and awesome as Gilgamesh? Well, the answer was simple: Home! But considering how damn impossible it was to get back there, maybe he could do the next best thing... a world crafted in his own image, where he could spar with Bartz and the other Light Warriors daily, every treasure chest would contain an Excalibur, and a specially-sealed tree of evil that was only there to be stabbed over and over. Most definitely an ideal world!

Leaping to his feet, Gilgamesh dramatically pointed at Zuriel, bellowing unnecessarily loudly, "The mighty Gilgamesh shall assist you in your endeavours! My swords are at your beck and call!"

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Yuuka did not bother replying to Zuriel's offer. After all, her compliance was practically a given. She'd much rather observe the others, giving the flower youkai an idea of who she'd be working with. The loud and/or obviously unhinged ones were the most obvious choices for 'liability' and 'backstab waiting to happen', but what fun was a villain team without the potential for constant one-upsmanship?

Silently, the green-haired woman pondered the possibilities of creating a new world. Frankly, it wasn't something Yuuka really needed. Gensokyo, Muugenkan... that was enough for her. In this situation, the journey may prove a lot more interesting than the end goal - visiting other worlds, and potentially screwing around with existence? Malevolent or not, it was a scenario that piqued Yuuka's interest greatly.