Aion's whole world had been shaken. In any other circumstance, he would have attacked the speaker. This was insulting their father, their creator, their God! Yet, Aion had seen and felt those two beings. He had seen the Opposer and had felt the highest Heaven. Such an insane claim needed equally insane evidence to support it. Sadly, or fortunately, Aion had seen this insane evidence.
Aion looked up into the sky, unsure of what he should even think. His fundamental belief, reason, and everything that he thought he understood about life and the rules of the world, had been shaken. The Heaven, he always believed in, was one of the weakest Heavens in existence.
"If that is true, what have I been doing for the last 70 years?" Aion asked himself.
Gravis heard that and smirked. "Who cares?" he asked simply. "If you are mistaken, just change your belief. How about believing in your own strength instead of the generosity of some bullshit Heaven?"