Sylvester knew what he did was manipulation at the highest level. And with the death of the one who did the deed for him, the secret would never come out.
"Chonky, do you think I'm a bad man?" Sylvester asked his Miraj, who had just finished devouring the Knight.
He never wanted Miraj to dislike or see him in a bad light because Miraj mattered the most to him. Miraj's help and wholesomeness had kept him sane and active whenever he was in a pickle.
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