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[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"Interesting.... I wonder what would happen if I was to dump it into the Abyss..."

[Nivim]

A single tentacle begins coiling out of the liquid.
"I am not sure, I think it would either appear right back under you, or become infinitely more powerful, as it would have infinite darkness to work with. If the former, you would be in trouble, if the latter, everyone I ever met who even slightly annoyed me would be in a lot of trouble."

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"I doubt it. We must be thinking of two different abysses here, because the one I'm talking about is not necessarily dark. But it is the homeland of the Tan'ri, also known as the demons. There are also things much more terrible, and infinitely more powerful in it's depths. Things that chill me to the marrow."

[Myroc]

((Hint: My current form has no legs. It's a globe of pure nothingness with glowing eyes that hovers in mid-air.))

[Nivim]

((Blast, so similar to your avatar? And why would a vacuum have any power? Be sure not to make Dictator apply base reality level physics to you.))

The tentacle reaches of farther, questing for the sphere.
"Ahh, I was think of the realm where energy in all its forms is in fact destroyed. Constantly. I don't know how Creep would fare in a demon realm. If things get bad, it will probably resort to Reflection to eat away at evil things."
Almost as a side note, the statue of Maha begins flickering back to normal...to be immediately re-stoned by another tap from Dictator.

[Myroc]

Myroc sighs, and hovers away from the... thing, seemingly uninterested in it.

[Nivim]

The pool follows directly under Myroc, as though he didn't move at all. The tentacle begins forming a helix around Myroc, regaining its substance as it nears.
Dictator's scowl fades as it watches the shadow-based antics.

[Myroc]

"...will you go away, damn you?"

Myroc begins to hover upwards instead.

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"Reflection? What do you mean by that?"

[Nivim]

One can now imagine a smile forming upon Dictator's face.
The tentacle expresses its unhappiness by clenching inwards, its prize leaving. The possibility of a smile vanishes from Dictator's face.
"Wait..."
There is a violent eruption of water as some eel of darkness with rows of glowing eyes blasts out of the pool. It circles around the room once (as that is all that will hold it) and devours Myroc right before plunging back into the pool. A few moments later, loop of the beasts body recedes to the depths, the tail end never seen. The pool "dries up".
"Myroc? I am guessing you can hear me, as your field is still here and there is sufficient shadow in the room. I recommend just teleporting, there's planar stuff in the way. Creep will probably be fine now."
In Myroc's semi-absence, Dictator continues his conversation with the Lich.
"A trick where Creep waits for something to try and harm it, converts any harm directly into its own substance, then re-inflicts the harm upon the harmer, with interest. With something like a demon, it would last forever, until the demon broke, or until Creep gleaned enough power to leave."

((Considering what Creep did to you, Myroc, is only a mild nuisance {like throwing a soda bottle for two humans}, I didn't think it would go under harm.))

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"Nah, demons are smarter then that. Move in big packs too."

[Nivim]

"Well, the problem with that is said demons would either have to have an ability equal to that of Creep's, which is what would go on forever, or simply leave Creep alone. If there were more demons, there would just be more power to get it out faster."

[TheNewerMartianEmperor]

"And it never occured to you that most demons are immune to their own attacks, and the more powerful ones never attack physically?"

[Nivim]

Dictator looks oddly at the Lich.
"Which would both end in either endless attacks or Creep's escape. You need to understand how Creep is converting the attack. It is not just taking energy and sending it back like most defenses of the type. It is taking the fact that there was something of negative intent focused upon Creep, and reflecting all that it should have been on its user. Creep proves fairly indestructible when it comes to fighting. All that really works is to direct positive things at it to seal the opening."

[Myroc]

Myroc appears in his original place in a flash of nothingness.

"I am not in the best of moods, so you better tell that thing to stop doing... whatever it is doing, or i can personally guarantee you pain. Am i clear?"