[ Honestly, Ryouma is probably the person that Tezcatlipoca would be most excited to encounter here in this little slice of the world. They’d talked about it briefly as a truce over Tezcatlipoca’s campfire, but it feels fitting that Chaldea’s conflict and Ryouma’s pledge to the World would be made manifest so soon after. From Ryouma’s point of view, this is a world that shouldn’t exist at all. And from Tezcatlipoca’s…

Well, that might be right. But that’s the whole point, to him. Proper Human History has to fight to prove itself worthy, and it has to be bloody to be worth the billions erased in its wake. Yet, it's not so much a moral conflict to Tezcatlipoca as it is one of ideology and philosophy. ]

What else? Conflict. There’s hearts to be claimed and offered, and the Deinos are especially tasty, y’know.

[ His answer is flippant and easy, but his gaze is sharper and more dangerous than that. There’s no question that he means it, uh, extremely literally. ]

You wanna join in our hunt?

[ He asks, but it’s bait. He can be fairly sure of the answer. ]