Thank You

The divine creature stared at the incoming mortal who seemed to carry a million wrathful voices. He called himself Netherborne, a name long forgotten and forbidden. But although everything about him scared her, his golden mana made her feel nostalgic.

Artemis was similar to every divine being, who rose from being a mortal to Devaheim through countless battles, wisdom, or sheer power. However, every god shared the same sentiment toward the golden mana, which was the difference between gods and those below them.

But the goddess knew that this mana was different. It did not come to bestow her with strength, as it supplemented the dark dagger well. It sought to destroy the gods, and it was damn capable of it.