"The texts in both temples I've studied within have stated that he destroyed many millions of lives all around the world. Entire cities were destroyed as if they were made of wheat. It... I'd rather not take the risk."
"Eh, the Risk and the Reward, huh?
Still, being there is no profit in the destruction of the world-most agree. Perhaps Osirio will think on this thing."Osirio mulled, rubbing his chin and falling into a thoughtful silence.
He might have been a terrible person in most regards, but he wasn't mad enough to release something that would kill millions of people meaninglessly, either...of course, millions of common men died in wars as well, often for petty disputes over land, women, and flags-they didn't need Demons, only the swords and maces of other common men. What if such a force could force the world to a bitter peace, he mused? And what if Osirio could stand by such a force, and reap it's bounty...he might well allow such a thing. He knew Demons lied, however, and so did Gods. There was no sure things when dealing with beings of such power....but, Osirio was the sort who had decided long ago he would rather take a risk and fall, than die in his bed of old age. There was nothing but his Lady waiting at the end, no matter what he did. Why not aspire to greatness?
At the very least, however, Osirio would not allow such a being into the world....
if he did not do it himself. He could not bear anyone else gaining so much power at his expense, likely to his own destruction. And that of his newfound friends. He was becoming fond of Ava, and he was beginning to become slightly...possessive, of her company. She was handy to have around.