He hadn't really thought of it that way- that darkness might exist because of human contribution. The people of Cobblestone had always been kind- were still kind -and the King had been poisoned. But what of Jasper, then? It was a subject that he had yet to be able to broach with Hendrik.

Eleven shivered, hands turning over in his lap.

"It's hard to think about," he admitted. "I know monsters exist because of darkness and that Mordegon was the source of it, but I don't know where it was that he..."

His eyes narrowed, caught on a memory. "...Gained such power. But he's not a god, anymore than I am."