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"H-How are you still alive?! Weren't you sealed away like all the other Gods for hundreds of thousands of years now?" Leon Vergil still could not believe what his eyes and ears were hearing. 

"That is easy, young Leon. My grand escape was assisted by someone. Someone that you absolutely know and are familiar with. White Mask." Shezmu said to him. 

"Tch." Leon Vergil clicked his tongue in anger and disgust. The bodies of the Lunaseekers around him was plentiful and bloody. "Do not tell me you are working that sack of shit. I did not just make myself be indebted to someone who killed me and Damian's parents." The Captain of the Umbra Knights added.

"Hah. Relax, young Leon. Although I have stated that he is one of the main reasons that I have been freed from my banishment and sealing, I still have no chosen allegiance. You can rest assured that I am still impartial – as of now, at least." Shezmu said as he replied to him.