Reveling in his newfound rule, Vintar turned to Sayore and promised him service in return for being allowed to rule over the kingdom of Eru Dar as his own as a self-proclaimed god.

Sayore laughed at Vintar’s request, which angered Vintar. He cursed the Archdemon and asked what he could do to rule the kingdom himself.

Sayore condescendingly asked Vintar when he thought that he ever had power over the archdemon, then ordered Vintar to destroy the kingdom entirely, leaving behind a scarred and barren wasteland.

Enraged by this and what he perceived to be a threat to his power, Vintar challenged the archdemon’s authority and berrated him with insults.

Vintar tried to strike Sayore using his new blood armor, but Sayore laughed and held up his hand, unphased by the attempt.

Vintar’s body pulled against him as he strained and yelled in agony.

Sayore asked Vintar whose blood was coarsing through his veins, then called him nothing more than a puppet.

The violet blood from Vintar’s arm spread up his neck and across his face.

Screaming out in panic, Vintar helplessly struggled to free himself as the blood wrapped around his head, encasing it entirely.

The blood twisted and hardened into the silver, metallic looking armor that Vintar once used as a weapon, and two large horns of silver sprouted from it.

Vintar stopped struggling, and his body fell limp, held up only by the strength of his legs.

His exposed flesh grew pale, and the armor on his face split apart to reveal a single large golden eye.

Vintar’s corpse-like body bent and contorted slowly, now moving entirely through Sayore’s will.

Vintar forevermore would be nothing more than a puppet.