Thanytoz's Living Shadow touched the slave on her head and stroked it lovingly, before embracing her completely from behind her and submerging into her and becoming one with her, as all Living Shadows were able to do.

Immediately, a Third Eye opened up on the Sinskin's head and she would be linked to the Third Eye of the Tensei Family through the Darkness, as all were. There, she would see the image of her father standing before her, smiling, as if he had been waiting for her a long time. "Daughter," he'd say, fangs gleaming in the darkness, along with his signature sanguine gleam of the eyes, "Welcome Home." Thanytoz extended his hands out to her from the back of her mind, where his Living Shadow had been watching over her this entire time, waiting for her to discover the truth of the Tensei.

Ty-kun looked on at the happy Family and smiled, knowing and seeing that everything here was good. Parent with child and all in order, and in peace in that order. As he closed his eyes and his own vision faded from the reflection he was looking into, so too would his reflection fade on the other end that was casting and projecting itself to the slave from Ty-kun's present location, which seemed to have a different background than it did when she last contacted him. He was happy that all of her wishes were actually fulfilled, and so, his blessings would shine down on the Sinskin in her favor as seen fit. And this would last as long as seen fit as often as seen fit.

After Ty-kun knocked some sense into that senselessness that was going on in his universe, he would turn his head to the astral bodies nearby, heightening his 'True Sense' beyond the affixed proximity currently, and began to scan the fullest dimensions of this dimension through observation alone. "... Now. All that is taken care of... Daughter Veritas is safe..." Ty-kun turned his head toward wherever the Final Fantasy universe was and searched for his ascendant Eighth Restriction form inside of that realm.

Thanytoz laughed along with the Sinskin slave as she commented on the fact that she just couldn't be serious. Now that they were linked of mind, Thanytoz could see why, and could enjoy in the same type of humor and laughter that the servant did. He embraced her firmly, saying to her, "Nevermind that, dear girl! We can simply watch all the cartoons we want to!" Thanytoz could see clearly what her special ability, the Toon Force, was and also what happened when it was paired with the Infinity Gauntlet. "And if things get a little too serious, then I will certainly deal with it." Thanytoz crossed his arms and closed his eyes, thinking deeply. Now that they were connected in the Third Eye, Sinskin lass could hear Thanytoz's deepest thoughts, which he kept completely hidden in ambiguous darkness to the outside world via his mental power. "... I Knew From The Day I Met You That I Would Call You My Daughter..." he said, flashing through the memories of the Lich King and remembering when he first scraped up the slave girl and brought her into his adoptive custody, appearing to him for the first time with Zita. Normally, Thanytoz's thoughts were kept hidden, but now they would sporadically play out in the darkness around them. Thanytoz also couldn't help but to remember someone under a false Tensei identity stepping forth before the Lich King before the transformation.

"But alas, it has been long. Much too long, at that." Thanytoz was not fond of going through such trials and tribulations between others that were close to him or attempting to be close to him, but during the process of whatever sort of paths everyone took, he knew that sometimes others needed to do certain things by themselves. "But now, I'm watching over you as your Living Shadow. All Tensei that have a Living Shadow must discover what it is, where it is, how to control it and its name. If you do not know its name, simply call upon your Shadow and it will help. It remains connected to you at all times so that you may call upon its assistance for you for any reason. It is the obligation of the Living Shadow to protect the body and can act of its own will anytime it wishes." These were the basics of the Living Shadows and how they were developed. He hoped she was paying attention. Their thoughts should have been feeding directly to and from each other wherever they were right now, making the inside of their minds like a conference room for them whenever they peered into the depths of the backs of their minds. "The one thing about the Living Shadow is that it does not speak to you with words, but you can hear its voice in your mind. But it never speaks out loud. You need to know this for when you exit back out of your mind and I stop talking to you."

As long as the Sinskin had been paying attention and understood everything that she needed to know in order to progress, she was free to do whatever she wanted. "Perhaps you should get out of your head and go do something?" Thanytoz shrugged his shoulders, kicking a leg up into the air and falling to his rear, a large throne of darkness rising up to meet him midway before he hit the ground and cushion him with black, velvet pillows. "There are all types of things to do. All you have to do is go out and explore, I suppose." He casually waved his hand in the air. "But I'll be with you the entire time, and you'll be able to see it... Now that you know I am your Living Shadow." There was much more to this than that, but Sinskin would have to get very deep into the Darkness of the Tensei Family in order to really know the full extent of the Living Shadow.

"Hm... Well, you're more aware than I anticipated,"

Thanytoz had to see as he noticed Sinskin intentionally speaking out beyond the boundary, where any and all were allowed to hear from when and wherever they were. She was fluent in speaking to the universe, but perhaps the darkness in her mind prevented it from being clearly understood. Fortunately, now, Thanytoz could hear her clearly, as well. "... This means you'll need to start from the 0th Restriction and move your way up. But don't worry about those matters if you are not quite ready." Unlocking the Thirteen Restrictions was a lifelong journey and not just done in a day, so it could be pushed to the back for a while. "Well, you've gotten this far, I suppose, with your own power. Farther than anyone, in fact, having already made a bond with a Tensei of the 6th Restriction. So, it seems as though you are on the right track as you are." Thanytoz waved his hand again and shrugged his shoulders, casually shifting the crossing of his legs from one to the other. "You've definitely earned what you have, so do as you please, as is what one would do with what it their own. I won't interrupt, but if there is a mistake, I'll be there to deal with that. So don't worry about those." He slipped back into the darkness, becoming a giant piercing red third eye in the back of the Sinskin slave's mind surrounded by thick nebulous black mist and haze.

The Veritas had been through a lot recently and now seemed like it was resting. Yet, when another new being sought to enter the Veritas, she would awaken again from her slumber and reveal her sentient form as Tinasanti to the newcomer. "Another enemy from another world?" Tina questioned, readying herself for a battle to defend herself, if necessary. If nothing else, her father was still around somewhere, so she was always safe, even if this was another enemy. "Who are you and what do you want?"

Tina would smile and look at the glowing golden rose with bright and shining eyes filled with wonder and joy. "Ooo! It's really pretty!" Embracing this golden rose, it would be taken into the planet and planted somewhere special of Tina's choosing and made sacred, considering that this was a gift from a being that was divine. "You're one of us, then..." Tina knew all about the angels and about God, since she was a descendant of him, too. "... Family..." Since Michael had been kind to the Veritas, the Veritas would be kind to him in return, and Tina would gladly open up her planet to him and allow him to do what he needed to do. "All are welcome and forgiven that will not destroy the Veritas."

"Yes..."Tina agreed, being both like mother and child to her own beings on the planet, itself, and to her own father that ruled over her, "I am the same as you..." She identified with Michael's thoughts and feelings rather well and easily and was happy that the two of them had bonded this time instead of having to endure some sort of fight. As much as Tina wanted the training, she also didn't want people attacking her and endangering her. There weren't many large planet-sized bodies that she could do combat with, and she rarely every ventured out beyond where she was in the universe due to her father's wishes, so she hadn't really ever experienced anything or anyone that was her size or greater that wasn't trying to destroy her or take over the planet. "I will be with you..." she'd say to Michael, just in case he needed some help. Otherwise, she would remain at rest.

It seemed as though Michael had entered the Veritas through the Sixth Arm, and had gone into the Sixth Arm's universe, which was part of the Veritas, but also its own separate universe that the Veritas kept sustained that was also independent of the Veritas. Michael had gone into the place where the Veritas' 'Hell' was kept, right at the mountain of death, Mt. Mortis. The mountain was taller than anything around and easily went past the dark clouds that swirled around near what looked to be its peak. Suddenly, Tina started to speak to Michael.

"Be very careful here," she would say immediately, "This is a separate reality entirely and this is not mine that I rule. Some of the people of my family own their own personal pocket dimensions or universes that I keep safe. This one is especially dangerous; the most dangerous of all! And the ruler is a great and powerful darkness..." This darkness was not evil, but it was completely mysterious in its ways and motives at times, which could make things confusing if Michael were not careful. "This is the Veritas' version of Hell and the realm where all the Dead go in order to attempt to come back to life or ascend into the Veritas' version of Heaven. I will only be able to speak to you for a short time, but the deeper you go into there, the closer you get to speaking to the ruler of this dimension." Tina's body had no jurisdiction over this world of Absolute Zero, since it was not part of her body, even if it was connected to her.

The first thing Michael would see would be the souls of the lost, the wicked and the dead, many of them piled upon each other and layered all upon the mountain of death. Wherever someone had fallen or failed to ascend the height of the mountain is where they would lay, as a marker to their weakness and their failure both in life and in death. The mountain reeked of blood and rotting flesh, as if the entire mountain were made up of it. There were many lost and confused people doing whatever they wished, having no regard for themselves nor anyone or anything else. Some of them pretended like nothing was happening and trapped themselves in denial. Others simply killed or destroyed each other for small, petty reasons, or simply because they could and wanted to, which was the sole reason why they were forbidden from interacting with anyone or anything else that was not like them. The land was putrid, yet looked like it had once been clean and full of life, before the dead and the wicked walked upon it.

Before Michael would be the path up the mountain, which was behind the small, shabby, dirty and ugly city that rested at the foot of the mountain. Many of the wicked that were consumed by the sins of Sloth did not even have motivation to climb the mountain to their salvation, and would rather live eternally in hell than apply themselves to do anything greater or better. Therefore, below is where they would stay, by their own free will. No one would move them or touch them; they would simply rot in their shanty houses, growing old, fat, stupid and even more wicked. It was a sight to see, yet looked all too familiar and natural in this place, like all had become accustomed to it and accepted it as normal. Those who did not partake in sin and accept that all were sinned, flawed and wicked were scorned and looked down upon in this land due to everyone silently agreeing that they could never be better than what they were. Anyone who thought they were better than them would be quickly told that they were flawed, imperfect, wicked and evil simply because this was all that these people saw and knew and figured that everyone and everything was like them. Not even an angel would be able to convince them otherwise, no matter what sort of goodness and purity was within him. They would corrupt and putrify it by any and all means necessary, so that nothing could claim to be 'Holier than thou'.

Little did Michael know, this was the exact structure for punishment that God uses as a standardized system throughout every universe, whether known to the beings or not. It was a mass produced system of punishment, restitution and rectification of all the wrongs that anyone who willingly chose to do wrong and exist in wrongness were to do. He did not know the fullness of his Father, but no one did. No one understood why Hell existed, but it did for those who did not understand why God and Holiness existed, and sought to turn against it. The clean and unclean could not be together, for it was not Good. Still, he would go on to see more of what people had put upon themselves. Many asked to be here, whether they did knowingly or not. Free Will brought them here, and Free Will kept them here, as it would for all time. The only people that could save these people were the people that put themselves here; the people, themselves. That was all there was to Hell, and all there would ever be. You get yourself in, you get yourself out.

Suddenly, the Sinskin's Living Shadow would rise up from under her and knock the sword in her mother's hand that threatened to slay her away, saving her from the murderous strike that was bet on to kill her dead. The pitch black darkness glared at her mother with a glowing white eye as the blade hit the ground and left the Sinskin lass unharmed, untouched from what would have been a killing blow, only to the dismay of one who bet on her life.

A 'White Glint' shot from the eye of the Living Shadow, utterly eviscerating the target that had been looked at only a moment before with flickering white slits of light. The shadow hadn't moved from its spot nor had it turned around to face either of them. It stood where it was with its white eye blankly staring off, hair drooping over the pitch black face. The Sinskin mother's limbs should have been sliced off of her body the moment they came near the Sinskin daughter.