2 Consequences

Immediately after Cyra finished the construction of the spell, she quickly transported from the palace in order to not make the other gods wary of her.

After making sure no one was following her, she inscribed many spells on her domain making the other gods not being able to enter freely... at least if they don't try to destroy the formation and even if they destroy it she would have more than enough time to complete what she is going to do.

Knowing that she doesn't have much time she immediately turned to create something that many gods would be shocked upon seeing it.

A new world.

It is known that Cyra is a type of goddess of death, so it would be taboo if she suddenly created something with life. Not even the elder gods would dare to break this rule, as it is something that even the universe cannot bear.

After what seemed thousands of years later she finally created a new world.

Looking at her creation she made a satisfied pose and immediately after that her face immediately paled, she looked at the direction of the formation and made a bitter smile while hurriedly sending the world she just made at an unknown direction.

Not before she took a necklace and broke it, a golden light suddenly rushed out of the body that suddenly appeared making the entire domain on the goddess shake for a moment before stabilizing.

The goddess didn't think anything weird was happening so she just quickly slashed her arm making the golden blood fall to the floor only to disappear in the air.

Her golden blood suddenly condensed in a small orb making its way to the body of the fallen hero.

After her blood touched her skin, it seemed to be immediately absorbed and Cyra made a satisfied laugh as if not hearing the continuous cracks on the formation that was about to break in many pieces.

She directed her finger to the world she just made and the body of the fallen hero shone a golden light again before her body transformed in many particles of light while making its way to the world Cyra pointed at.

After everything was done, Cyra made a satisfying poise while knowing what will happen in her future.

Not long after she finished her goal, the formation broke into many pieces, after that, many people appeared as if they were an army... an army of gods.

No matter where one turned to see, they would see a respected god, every one of them making a pale face as if the most terrifying thing was happening in front of their eyes.

A long time passed and no one said anything, and not until a beautiful woman having a calm and loving aura unbefitting of her personality.

''Goddess Cyra, may I know where is the hero's body?''

''Hmph, I don't have to answer you, Gaia!!''

Even Gaia, one of the oldest and powerful goddesses who will not even care about mortals came here in order to retrieve her body,

Knowing the results of her actions she could not help but turn pale and not until remembering the entire life of the hero did she look at the goddess with a firmness never seen on her face,

''And even if I knew why would I answer you?!?''

''Hmph, just a lower goddess and you dare to speak like that?!'' Gaia arrogantly said while summoned a red orb of light making her territory shake again but no as much as before.

When she was about to strike at Cyra, something prevented it.

No, someone prevented it.

Her orb vanished as if she had no control over it making Gaia confused while looking at the other primordial gods asking with her eyes who was responsible, and not until an ethereal voice was suddenly heard.

Not many of those gods knew of that voice but the primordial could not be more familiar of that voice, their eyes completely filled with respect, they immediately kneeled including Gaia, the mother of life.

Confused at the response of the primordial gods, all the other gods were about to ask when a sudden pressure befell upon everyone making them kneel on the ground,

''Cyra, come forth.''

A gentle voice sounded, everyone felt the pressure making them tremble in awe and fear except for one, Cyra. She did not feel even an iota of pressure making it clear the control of the power of the owner of the voice.

Cyra, without any other option, took a few steps and not until she was in front of all the gods kneeling did she stop while looking around

In front of her, a silhouette suddenly appeared nearly scaring her senseless, but she quickly calmed herself and looked at the figure carefully.

''No need to be careful, I know what you did but due to certain reasons you should be punished.''

He said, making her turn at the other looks who were looking at her confused and she knew that they were not able to see him nor heard what the man said, aside from... the primordial gods.

They were looking at the silhouette as if asking the reason for that, it seemed that Gaia could not stand it anymore so she quickly asked,

''Father, what are you saying?!? She used the hero's body to enhance her power''

It may be seen that the other gods could not hear the voice of the mysterious silhouette but they could clearly hear the voice of Gaia, so immediately after hearing what she said, all the other gods looked at Cyra as if wanting to rip her apart to pieces and torture her divine soul before finally starting once again.

It must be known that the hero is like how the mortals treat them as their gods, the gods themselves believe that the hero is something beyond them and her body is absolutely untouchable, something even more divine than them.

When they could not bear it anymore they immediately heard that gentle voice from before, but this time, it took a harsh tone will commanding the punishment.

''In name of Chaos, Goddess Cyra, responsible of using the hero's body should be turned to ashes never to enter the reincarnation cycle again!!'' at this, all the gods looked at the silhouette with awe and respect after learning its identity and immediately cheered on their minds while keeping an expressionless face.

But the primordial gods did not have any joy on their faces because they knew from the conversation of their father and Cyra.