Egg of the Perfect World

In his transformed state the apostle carries an egg-like form, its face fitted with eyes of red and yellow where a human's whites once sat. His arms stretch into tentacles capped with needles, and his supple legs let him scale walls and ceilings with ease. A Brand of Sacrifice marks his tongue.

Once a human reject who scraped by in a garbage heap, the apostle held a quiet sympathy for the deformed and the discarded, which is why he swallowed the dying Demon Child rather than let it perish alone. Conscious of causality and his role in it, he deemed his own existence a mistake and traded it, not for personal gain, but for the possibility of a better world. He wondered whether kindness from someone like Mozgus might have made him somebody, yet he settled on the belief that his life had only ever been fit for scorn.

The needles lining his tentacles let him sire pseudo-apostles, granting the recipients whatever power they craved so he could tilt causality toward his aim. By this means he turned the heretics' Great Goat and later Mozgus and his disciples into pseudo-apostles, nudging events toward the Incarnation Ceremony. His tentacle arms and flexible legs also give him striking agility, letting him bound across walls and ceilings and slip clear of the Skull Knight's repeated attempts on his life.

His true purpose was to act as the catalyst for Griffith's return. As the ceremony began and his own life ebbed, he climbed the Tower of Conviction, watched the swelling malice consume those who had cast him out, and let the Demon Child mature within him into Griffith's new corporeal body. When the process finished, his shell split open to pour out brilliant light. He stands as the only apostle in the tale to expire without any killer striking the blow.