Proud? Yes... yes he supposes he was proud of Sayla, and all of his other demons. He did something that is supposed to be impossible, the realm of gods and gods alone: Creating life. Living, breathing demons. Even if their purpose, indeed their very nature, was to destroy and to kill. "I suppose they are different. Especially since what I was writing gave birth to demons."

He shook his head. "Suigintou didn't want to join Tartaros." Not that he blames her. "I'm... not sure what she is, to be honest. She claims to be something called a 'Rozen Maiden,' a doll brought to life by something that feels similar to Living Magic, but... even more advanced. And she claims there are six more like her."

He nods. "Yes. In Fayren. But you wished to live with us, anyway." He has no idea why. But then again, this is Mavis we're talking about, here.