Within the spirit exists a small void, like a patch of nihility, yet within that empty nihility, a voice faintly responds to it.
It is the Paradox Demon.
"Haven't you understood my essence yet, Ybur?" the voice said.
Ybur felt a bit of a headache for a moment.
The Paradox Demon defies the logic of most Path Powers, existing as long as it can be explained—meaning it's a result before the cause; if there's any connection, it can slip out along those lines.
"No, how exactly did you come out?"
Ybur said subtly, "Forget it, I'll just ask the Hidden Moon to collect you."
The Paradox Demon laughed, "How did I 'come out'? Perhaps you never sealed me at all?"
"Wha…"
Ybur was halfway through speaking when he suddenly paused.
A possibility dawned on him.
"History" was undergoing shock.
