In the depths of their confined sanctuary, Jenny and Edon engaged in a hushed dialogue, peeling back the layers of mystery that enshrouded the Toy Guardians. Their voices echoed faintly against the chamber's cold iron walls, as if daring the secrets they unveiled to be heard by prying ears.
Edon's words held a weighty significance as he revealed the truth to Jenny. "The Toy Guardians, my dear, are esteemed prisoners who lost their battles against the Twin Officers. Their defeat came at a great cost - the forfeiture of their mortal forms, leaving them trapped as inhuman beings."
Jenny's eyes widened with realization, her breath caught in her throat. "So, Lady Lily sought our vessels as a means to escape this torment," she murmured, the implications unraveling before her in a dizzying dance.
Edon nodded gravely, his voice tinged with melancholy. "Indeed, Lady Lily, the eldest among them, once basked in the light of existence. But her own father, one of the ancient Twin Officers, tore her from her mortal coil, subjecting her to this eternal purgatory."
A shudder coursed through Jenny's frame as she grappled with the magnitude of this revelation. "You mean the Twin Officers change?" she asked, her voice laced with both awe and fear.
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Edon nodded once more, his eyes haunted by the passage of time. "Indeed, dear Jenny. The Twin Officers are not fixed entities. They yield to the relentless march of time, their roles shifting and transforming. The aged ones, relinquishing their dominion, find solace within the ethereal embrace of the Warden's Choir."
Before Jenny could inquire further about this enigmatic Warden's Choir, an looming tall figure materialized before them, radiating an aura of golden brilliance. Startled, Jenny and Edon recoiled, their hearts pounding with a cocktail of excitement and anxiety. Standing before them was Gordon the Golden Boy, the final vestige of the Three Quartz Pillars.
"Hello, Jenny," Gordon's voice resonated with a blend of elegance and subtle menace. The very air seemed to shimmer and morph, embracing an otherworldly golden hue that enveloped their surroundings. Jenny's horror and panic reached their zenith as she stared, aghast, at this him.
Edon's voice, tinged with caution, interjected into the tense silence. "Be prepared, Jenny. He is strong."
Jenny nodded, her visage reflecting a mix of terror and resolve. With a steely gaze, she turned her attention to Gordon and uttered,
"Hello, brother,"
her voice betraying the turmoil that churned within her.
As Jenny's words hung in the air, an unexpected shift rippled through the chamber. Edon's eyes widened in shock, his very being frozen in disbelief. He stared at Jenny, unable to fathom the connection she had just revealed.