The eagle soars through the sky; the fish leaps over the dragon's gate; the bear roars and the tiger growls; all things in the world have a spirit. At the ends of Earth, the poles and magnetic field re-align; the world changes. The world that we were so used to, is no longer. When myths turn to reality; when legends are no longer enigmatic, the world is now limitless.
That existence was the pinnacle of the beliefs of countless people in the world, he was their god, their saviour, and their master.
But he was not the true God.
That entity had long left this place for the Bastion of Stars.
What was left was an immensely powerful existence.
That was all.
"Do you need me to go myself?".
The ice cold and powerful telepathic message resounded again. This time, however, it encompassed an almighty pressure!
God was running low on patience.
Indeed, if one was to put himself in his shoes, the murder of his son would probably enrage him as much as it enraged God right now.
Even if he was God, the rage was unavoidable..
The people and angels who survived were silent, but they were forced to find a reason for their God.
In their hearts, the idea of doubt or dissatisfaction was unthinkable, for to do so meant treachery.
Which meant they had to be burned.