Ens was suddenly overcome by a trance, and found himself no longer in his previous position but kneeling directly under the pyramid, which seemed to soar towards the clouds.

He looked around fearfully, his head bowed so low that he dared not even look at the top of the stairs, for fear of shocking some mysterious entity that might reside there. Ens was not only afraid of this sudden change but also of the temple at the pyramid's peak, with its enigmatic and unpredictable divine presence.

"I have to leave!" he exclaimed, trembling all over and eager to escape. But as he looked around, he saw a brilliant light shining from a higher place, spreading out like mercury and glowing with a blazing white radiance that seemed to come from the very depths of its being.

All fear vanished from Ens face as he turned to face the light. His eyes, once filled with terror, now shone with a pure white brilliance as he looked up and beheld a shadow in the light, an existence beyond time and untouched by the fleeting affairs of mortals.

He knew what it was. It was God.

With a sudden collapse of his shoulders, Ens fell to the ground, his hands weak as noodles at his sides. He knelt there, gazing up at the star-like shadow in the high place, the first and last time he would ever behold the divine.

When Ens was a child, he had visited the temple with his father and had seen the statue of God that seemed to be immovable and unchanging. However, as he grew older and attempted to connect with the divine, he realized that God was not the unyielding stone statue he had seen as a child. But beyond it. Yet he could not see.

Instead, Ens felt as though the universe was actively rejecting his attempts to reach out to God. And he thought God was trapped within the temple, but now he knew he could not see the divine because the divine was beyond his grasp, no matter how much he yearned for it. But now, the divine was in his sight.

"God," he cried out, raising his hands as if to embrace the light. "Will you punish me?"

The voice of God, which seemed to come from the clouds, replied, "You are the son of your father. Your life and death are in his hands, and your sins are defined by him."

With that, the light receded from the top of the stairs and into the temple, and Ens collapsed entirely onto the ground in sorrow.

As soon as En descended the pyramid stairs, caked in mud, he was surrounded by a group of towering guards. "Come here," they ordered, taking Ens down and dragging him along the road without resistance.

As he was pulled away, he glanced sideways at the enormous statue of the King of Wisdom erected beneath the pyramid, which Yesel had dedicated to his father. The avenue in the Divine city was teeming with the people of the kingdom, all gawking in disbelief at the sight of the great prince Ens being escorted away.

"Is it really his Royal Highness Ens?"

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"How can this be? He is the son of the King of Wisdom." "What on earth is happening?"

As Ens was dragged towards Ledley, the former majestic palace now lay in ruins, with bodies buried beneath the stones.

Ledley fixed his eyes on Ens with a mix of anger and sadness. "How dare you?" he demanded, "You dare offend the gods by planning to kill your own father?"

Before Ledley could say more, he picked up a stone-like worm egg and interrogated Ens. "Tell me, how did you get your hands on your brother Bune’s fusion monster? Where is Bune?"

Ens didn't try to hide anything, and his eyes showed no remorse, as if he didn't care. "What do you want to know?" "The great King of Wisdom should be able to guess what I have done, right?" Ledley anger was fully ignited by Ens, and he roared at him furiously.

"But I want to hear it from you." Ens tilted his head to the side, and though he spoke defiantly, he couldn't bring himself to look directly into his father's eyes. "I killed Bune and dug the crystal from his flesh."

"By eating it, I could control his fusion monster." "As for his body, it's in pieces."

Ledley trembled all over at the revelation. "You son of a bitch!" he exclaimed. "You will pay for your sins." At that moment, the queen rushed out from behind and grabbed her husband.

"Don't kill him!" she pleaded. Ledley glared at his queen with eyes full of rage.

"He killed his brother, he killed Bune, our son. He almost killed me, his own father."

"Bune is also your son, how dare you stop me from killing him? Shouldn't he pay for what he did?"

The queen pleaded with Ledley, lying on the ground and holding him tightly. "Just because we lost one son doesn't mean we should lose another."

"Send him far away, and let him never come back." The queen implored her eldest son to plead for his father for mercy. Ens laughed, knelt down on the ground, and wore a contemptuous expression.

"I've done nothing wrong!" he screamed, his voice rising in a frenzy. "Can't you see, Father? I am your eldest son, the chosen one, destined to be the next King of Wisdom!"

"How can I possibly accept that someone else would sit on the throne instead of me?" he continued, his eyes wide and crazed. "I won't stand for it! I won't let it happen! I'll do whatever it takes to claim what is rightfully mine!"

"Ha ha ha, do you hear that, father? The sound of inevitability. Even if you spare me today, I will find Yesel and end him. No one can stop me. No one can stand in my way."

Ens grinned maniacally as he spoke, his eyes wide with a mad glint. "Yesel cannot be a king. He is weak, unworthy of the throne. I would rather see the world burn than let him rule over it."

His voice grew quieter, but no less intense. "I have nothing left to lose, father. I am ready to embrace the chaos and destruction that will come. Are you?"

Ledley's expression was unreadable as he descended the steps, his movements slow and deliberate. "You speak of destruction and chaos as if they are things to be celebrated, Ens. Have you lost your mind?"

He stopped in front of his son, his voice low and calm. "I cannot allow you to harm Yesel or anyone else."

"Ens, my son," Ledley's voice was heavy with grief as he approached Ens. "I wish it didn't have to be this way. I wish I could have protected you from the darkness that has consumed you."

With a heavy heart, Ledley raised his scepter and plunged it into Ens' chest. The sound of metal piercing flesh echoed through the room as blood began to flow from the pattern on the scepter. As Ens lay dying in a pool of his own blood, he could hear his mother's heart-wrenching cries in the background, but his gaze remained fixed on Ledley.

He wanted to ask his father why, but the words wouldn't come out. It was unclear whether he was looking at his father or the crown above his head, as the life slowly drained out of him. His dreams of revenge and power, his desire to be king, all seemed meaningless now. As he took his final breaths, Ens realized that he had become a victim of his own rage and hatred.

He had lost everything that was once important to him, and now he was paying the ultimate price. In the end, there was only sadness and regret, as Ens slipped away from the world forever.