Sacrificial Imprint, Forming the Stigmata

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Apollo's face turned grim when he heard that he would be on his own. It wasn't like this world possessed someone else well versed in the ways of being a demon. After all, they didn't originate from this world nor had they ever ventured here. Hence, he was left in a rut.

Much of which caused by the fact that Azridan's word provided him with a sense of clarity. It enabled Apollo to take a step back and digest exactly what Azridan was trying to tell him.

'It is my fault. I couldn't face the fact that I have barely made any progress in power. While it may appear that I have, that is only when pinned against my peers. I don't hold the power to guard myself against unknown or powerful threats,' Apollo thought to himself.