GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

He had three options back then but he chose to come to the divine alliance. He should have given up when he faced constant opposition and danger to his life along the way to the divine plane. But he continued in his aim for eternity. He shouldn't have turned to satisfy his curiosity about what almost crashed into him. He had a choice back then but he choose to satisfy his curiosity. He foolishly thought all his bad luck had ended when he came across the Godhood. He should just have chosen to become a demon god's lackey or something. A demon god's lackey may be a betrayer but it still promises a future. Becoming a grand god made his future completely dim. Dying of old age will surely be a better option too. It was at least better than dying here, used as a sacrifice to strengthen another god. He wanted a life of luxury but instead became a Godhood delivery man.

His plans for the future disappeared just like that. He wouldn't be able to show off to all those people that neglected him in his time of need. He will never have that confrontation with his dad that he was so sure he would win. What next now? Suicide.

As if hearing their thoughts, Ode provided some key information. "Don't even bother to fall. You can't succeed in my territory. You are not the first batch I am dealing with. I didn't make that mistake with the first batch, there is no way I'll make it with you." Ode smirked. They tried anyway and found out that they couldn't forcefully separate their Godhood from themselves. The realization that their lives were not even in their control made them extra depressed.

"Don't be so gloomy. Even if you succeed in your fall, will surely die. You are too weak right now to survive the process. It is always a good thing to live a little longer. So cheer up."

His words didn't cheer them up at all. So they tried again to kill themselves.

"Let me tell you some news that might be a silver lining in this cloud of doom. I won't kill you myself. I will select another grand god with a compatible domain to fight you. Who knows, you might just win. I won't tamper with the match. So if you win, you get to become a celestial. How about that?"

How were they going to win when they hardly have any divine energy? They don't even have divine weapons. Even if they did, would their meager accumulation compare to another grand god at their peak? They were doomed and only a miracle can save them. They may be gods but they didn't believe in miracles, only power. Ode knew what they were thinking. It was the same thing he was thinking when he decided to sacrifice them. But he didn't kill them outright, he gave them a chance to prove him wrong. He is really hoping for a miracle.

"If you won't cheer up about that, let's talk about something else while we wait for your challengers. I have sent the message out so they will be here soon. I have heard that imminent death can make a person honest because they have nothing to lose. Now, what do you think about the food?"contemporary romance

Inner city. Ghastorix Mind City. In front of Ghoto's family house.

"Let me help you with that," Ghoto said as he grabbed Ghaster who was fumbling with the clasps of his shirt. Kayla was also fidgeting with Litori's dress. Mihila and Soverick watched all these prepping with amusement. Mihila thought the nervous behavior of these people was funny while Soverick was wondering why Kayla is even concerned about Ghoto's father's visit. Ghoto's nervousness is understandable. His father, who had never acknowledged his existence, was coming over, all of a sudden. Even if the man was just passing by, it was not the first time, and yet, he had never dropped by in the past. So what changed?

Soverick was sure it had something to do with him or the other children. That or Mihila's sudden growth in strength. Either way, Soverick didn't care. The man might be a Sovereign but it didn't mean much to him. He had killed several of them in the past. He was more concerned about the fact that he was catching up to Kayla in height. She was just 1.6m in height but she wouldn't be able to grow taller than that unless she becomes transcendent. He is just a year and three months old but he is already 1.2m tall, and he still has more room to grow until he achieves his mana body. He will surpass her height in the future and by a large margin too.

It is the wonder of refinement. Battle sage monkeys are inherently short creatures. They hardly reach 1.5m and that will be considered a giant of the race. But refinement has made it that their bodies changed for the better. Effects of refinement other than longevity include better looks and an increase in all the aspects of life attributes. Strength, speed, perception, and balance. They will all increase just like height will increase.

Soverick became bored. The thought of outgrowing Kayla could only entertain for so long.

"When will he get here?" He asked the fussing Ghoto.

"Very soon. He is already in the city when he reached me with his divine sense." Ghoto answered.

"If his divine sense can reach here then what does he need to come over for?" Soverick insisted.

Ghoto turned to him and warned. "You have to behave properly when he comes here. This behavior of yours can irk him. He is not as accommodating as I am."

"I don't have to do anything. If you don't want me here I'll leave." So what if he irked the sovereign? He had a promise from someone of significance that no evil will ever come to him in this city. At least not from a sovereign of law. He had noticed the divine sense of the sovereign spying on them. If they were inside their house it would have been impossible for a sovereign to snoop on them without the proper permission. Soverick is also sure that the Sovereign is listening to their mind communication right now. A sovereign's divine sense is much too powerful and evasive to be sensed by those beneath them, but not for Soverick. He could block it out but had no reason to. He even wanted to let the sovereign know what he thought about him.

"Then keep quiet. You look cute with your golden fur and your beautiful eyes. But when you talk, it ruins your image." Ghoto asked for a compromise. Litori approached Ghoto and said. "Don't worry dad. Everything will be all right."

Ghoto rubbed her head. "Thank you, darling. That's why you are my favorite. Totally opposite to your eldest." He said as he glared at Soverick.

"I am just saying. Why rely on your eyes when your divine sense is more than capable?" Soverick continued.

"It is because I want to see you with my eyes and I want you to see me with yours. That can only be achieved when we meet physically." A sudden divine sense of immense power intruded on their conversation and replied. The divine sense was then accompanied by a very powerful presence. Ghoto's father had arrived.

"Show off." Soverick scoffed audibly. He could have just rolled his eyes but wanted everyone to know what he thought of the entire charade. The man could have kept his presence to himself. Any sovereign is capable of that much, or else they wouldn't have been able to become a sovereign at all. But this man decided to be dramatic.

"Soverick." Ghoto groaned. Ghaster and Litori snickered. They didn't fear the sovereign too. It was a combination of pride in their bloodline and stupidity. Soverick might be intentionally unpleasant but he had the confidence to get away with it unscathed. Those two clearly didn't know what was good for them. It seemed that they had been infected with the suicidal attitude of their Origin god ancestors. Their ancestors can do almost anything without fear because they can't die, it isn't a good outlook on life for children to have though. It is not a healthy lifestyle to mimic an Origin god unless you have immortality to back it up.

Tandrak(The Thunder Dragon) didn't mind their attitude. Instead, he smiled down at them. He is a battle sage monkey more than 3 meters tall. He had deep purple fur with visible blue swirls of wind caressing the surface of his body. The swirls of wind formed a fabric that wrapped his body tightly. Even his tail was bound too. He towered over them like a purple mountain but he wasn't imposing at all. His smile made him look harmless. But Soverick knew that his calm demeanour can be the calm before a storm.

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