"No, it is the contract. Just read it and you'll understand," said Murphy, his expression unchanged.
"In a relationship that is doomed to inequality, I've tried my utmost just to secure a tiny, insignificant amount of power for myself. Please, you are the Time Snake, you have ample time to read and comprehend it.
So, stop pretending, alright?
If what you're expecting is for me to become your puppet, a stepping stone in your 'grand plan', as well as one of those twelve pitiful beings you can discard at a whim, then I think there's no need for us to continue this conversation.
Sincerity, you understand?
This is bound to be an unequal relationship, but I can tolerate it, provided that both of us show sincerity."
"Tsk," the Endless One let out a contemptuous snort.
A light suffused with the essence of time fell upon the scroll in Murphy's hand. A second later, Mannis responded in agony:
