Back in the ancient era, mortals pleaded with the Gods to have power.
A power that would allow them to triumph over their mortal enemies and achieve domination.
In time, mortals have also become another source of power for the celestial beings—to keep on cultivating their godhood and achieve a greater height. For eons, that dynamic has stood, creating harmony through a twisted relationship.
Not once has it been broken, and it's not going to be broken anytime soon.
Or at least, that was what Yulthar thought.
However, at this moment, he was face to face with a mortal that had broken that dynamic.
His wide eyes stared at Rex through the finger cracks.
Even though he was reluctant—to be defeated when he had given his confident words to the other Lunirich Gods this mortal body was exhausted—it could not endure anymore. In a futile attempt, he grabbed Rex's arm, holding on as the pulling force became stronger.