*Balcony*

"Ah, chips left over from shaping other weapons. The same stone as my sword. Waste not, want naught."

Chips indeed. More along the lines of inch long obsidian scalpels strapped to each finger and humming with the fell magic harvested from the memories of a thousand souls. Or maybe it was only 60...it was hard to convert souls to pumpkins to Ohms in your head!

She lifts her head, turning to her father, and nods to him. "Thank you, Father...now, about this great thing you've built yourself. Are you going to use it to expand the Netherworld?"
"The Gaia Engine? Its intended use is to expand the surface world. I had no designs to use its power for my own realm. I don't believe it works that way at any rate..."

He honestly didn't know.