To serve a god other than your creator is the highest level of blasphemy and a risk that could lead to a whole race's extinction.
The wrath of a god betrayed by his creations was unimaginable, unavoidable, and inevitable yet the humans of Vara still lived.
'There's no way the [Sanguine Soul] would forgive such a transgression and allow humanity to live on, I don't know how but they must have somehow avoided its wrath,'
[I wish I knew how, but my database seems to have some missing parts. Collecting my parts as I previously mentioned might help Master fill gaps in knowledge.]
'That'll have to wait, for now, I need to get out of here and set up base somewhere, I can't just go around with children,'
[That's a good idea, master!]
I activated my Mana and set a wind magic path to float me out of the alley.
"Let's get goi-"
I suddenly froze. Not only my body but even the wind, people, and sounds froze.