Milo didn't even have anything to say to that, at this point, there was no questioning the pure living, he was just too odd of a person for anyone to make sense of.
"You see, this nice fellow said to me that The Father, was basically responsible for the creation of everything in some way or another, as such, he is also the one who created the mysterious force that picks people to become apostles, it is not quite an eldritch being, in reality, it cannot really be classified, he said that it was an omnipresent and omniscient force like the eldest daughter of The Father, so I guess you could say that the strange force governing the unique purple is another daughter of his, not to be confused with other eldritch beings that claim to be descended from The Father, they are not incorrect, but they are fundamentally different from the 'daughters', are you following me?" Thanatok chuckled as he stared over at the endless horizon of green pasture.
"...What is that eldest daughter?"
