Your Destiny In Your Hands

Aphosis let out a deep sigh and gave Varian a tired glance. The pain stopped and his injuries were all reset in a blink. Even the injuries of his soul were treated and he was back in his perfect state.

"With your track record, it is possible for you to have more of a chance than Immortal." Aphosis nodded with a solemn expression. "Even though I feel it's only 0.5% more, it's still a significant improvement."

Varian didn't bother to distance himself from the Demon of Order. It would only be a futile attempt to run away from a being who could jump the lengths of entire kingdoms.

"So, you're not killing me?" Varian asked, unsure if he's going to be put through that torture once again.

"That's correct."

"Haa~"

"But."

Varian raised his head with a troubled expression.

"Others will not agree."

"Aren't you the leader of Nexus?"