Arena Sixty-Five: Enlightenment VII

I stared at the white orb in front of me, shocked to my core.

So this was the [Source]? The one controlling this whole fiasco?

The object controlling the arena battles under Neura?

"Yes, the [Source]. Surely you know what it is?"

Anubis asked as he gazed at the white star before us.

"Yes... The piece that controls everything."

"That's right... If there exists a god in the multiverse, then this shall be the devil."

"Aren't you a god?"

His odd statement forced a retort out of me. Seeing that, Anubis chuckled.

"I might be a god, I might not be a god. Even this me does not know what I am... But compared to that... I am powerless. I might be a god... But I will never be a true god."

I didn't reply as I soaked in those words.

He wasn't a god?

Someone as powerful as him wasn't a god?

"I understand your confusion, boy."

Anubis sighed as he looked at me. His black eyes reflected my frown.