Alaster opened his eyes once again. Looking up at a familiar ceiling. Sitting up, he found it was the same room as last time.

“Really Ebris? I was busy.” Alaster said into the empty room, no longer empty as he finished speaking.

“Alaster, do you even understand the significance of that Class?”

“Should I? Its not like anyone is actually telling me anything useful. You certainly didn’t.”

Ebris motioned for Alaster to sit, already seated at on a couch himself.

Alaster looked at him closely. He was still in the same black suit, remarkably similar to the suit Belgroth wore. But it looked more worn. In fact, Ebris himself looked more worn, like he hadn’t had time to rest in days.

“You don’t look so well.” Alaster commented.

Ebris chuckled, but it was hollow, “A few days ago, the Demons began a massive attack. I haven’t been able to sleep since.”

‘A few days? In the real world that would be roughly the same time Belgroth died and bound himself to me.’

“So, the war isn’t going any better?”

“No, but don’t worry, this war has been going on for eons. Things will return to normal shortly. They push, we push back. It’ll be fine.” Ebris explained with slumped shoulders.

Alaster leaned forward and poured himself a cup of tea, “You know, I actually came across some ancient documents about the first war with the Demons.”

‘Hopefully the God of the Dead cant tell I’m lying through my teeth.’

Ebris looked up sharply, “Really? I thought they had been destroyed, at least wouldn’t have survived this long.”

“I suspect that it was regularly copied down and passed down the generations.”

“What did is say?”

“That Humanity attacked first.”

Ebris sighed, leaning his head back against the couch and staring up at the ceiling, “At least its accurate.”

“Why did Humanity attack first?”

Ebris didn’t look up, “Because we were prideful, arrogant, and little different from the Monsters. Alaster, before the System, we were pathetic, slowly being slaughtered, and nearing true extinction. When the System arrived, it gave us a fighting chance. We took it. The System was still young.

The strength it gave us, many didn’t survive the recoil. But for those that did, no longer were we hiding in caves and rolling around in the mud. We were warriors, capable of defending ourselves and others.

It went to our heads.

We thought we were unbeatable. Many, myself included, treated it as a game. In our minds, every creature we killed was just EXP, not actual living beings.

Instead of being threatened, we became the threat. The Demons back then ruled over the world, similar to how Humanity is now. But instead of being to weak to conquer the rest of the world, like Humans today, they simply didn’t want to.

The strongest of the Humans, decided that we wanted to carve out a homeland for Humanity, regardless of the cost. That cost, was killing the Demons that lived there, thus beginning the war. A war that nearly shattered the world into a million pieces and is still being fought countless years later.

In every war, there will always be things one regrets. But I regret everything I and the other Gods did in that war. But it doesn’t matter now. We have long since passed the point of no return.”

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“Why am I here Ebris?”

“That Class you selected? If the previous one was like a tiny match that caught my attention. This Class is like a giant bonfire atop a lighthouse. You caught the attention of every single God, every Demigod, and every other being of similar strength in the world.”

“Why? I know it’s a good Class, but is it really so great as to do all that?”

Ebris lifted his head, staring into Alaster’s eyes, “Yes. And more. I wouldn’t be surprised if some Demon Scouts felt it as well and have already reported it.”

“Whats so great about it?”

“As I’m sure you’ve noticed by now, us Gods, are not truly so. We are merely people who have become so strong that the only title that fits is God. But we cannot create life. Anera, Goddess of Life, can only return life to the recently fallen. Granted, she can do it even months later, but still only just.

I’m sure you have already read the Ability. This Class is capable of creating an independent soul. Out of the fragments of other souls, but that’s beside the point.

Other Classes can do similar things, but this is the first Class we have seen that can create entirely independent souls. Souls that can choose for themselves. At first, the newly created soul will be reliant on the parts used to make up its soul. But that longer it lives, the more genuine the soul will become.

Which will allow the System to act on it. Do you understand now? You are able to create souls that can transcend just like any normal person. They will get their own Classes, their own Levels, their own personality.

All the Gods are looking to you in careful consideration, but as the God of Death, I know more about this subject than most. Alaster, you can create life from death.

They will be independent from you, but they will still have a mark on their soul from you.”

“What does that mean?”

“They will still be able to do their own thing, have their own thoughts, their own personalities and relationships, but they will always be partial to you. They will see you as their leader, not master. They won’t be slaves. If you do something that alienates them from you, they will leave or even act against you. But if you don’t do something horrendous, they will follow you.”

“That sounds like the Angels.”

“No, the Angels are actually their own Species entirely, they just swore allegiance to us Gods. But you have the ability to create life. That hasn’t been seen since before the System. If there is anyone that could possibly have the true title of God, it’s you.”

“Will anyone come after me?”

“Most likely. Though it won’t be any of the Gods here. We are busy enough as is just trying to fight back the Demons. But down in the world? Yes, you should expect it. They won’t know you by face, but they will be able to identify that Ability. Do not use it unless you are in a safe area, and even then, leave quickly.”

“So you called me here to warn me?”

“And to congratulate you. You are the first one since the System finalized to become an Expert this quickly.”

“Finalized?”

“Yeah. When the System first arrived, it was rough, so through trial and error, it gradually refined itself. It became as efficient as it could just two centuries ago.”

“And since it became a finished version, I reached Expert the fastest?”

“Yep. You won’t get any special Ability or Stat, but it is something to be proud about. And it just means that soon, we might be able to push back the Demons.”

Alaster finished his tea, feeling it invigorate his soul, and poured himself another cup, “You know Ebris, I find it difficult to care about a war started by immature children while my sister is still missing.”

Ebris flinched at that remark but didn’t deny it.

“I’ve actually thought about that. While I wasn’t able to look into it myself, I was able to send one of the Angels under my command to look into it. Unfortunately, Angels are bound to their world, the strongest of them can peer into other worlds, but they can’t enter it themselves.

So while he found your sister, he wasn’t able to rescue her.”

Alaster’s cup shattered, “Where is she? Is she ok?”

“Yes yes,” Ebris waved, restoring the cup and cleaning the spilled tea, “She is perfectly fine. I won’t tell you everything, but what I can tell you, is that she is in the Capital City of Lissura, Zolis.”

“And why won’t you tell me more? Like who stole her away? Who killed my parents.” Alaster’s emotions flared.

“Because if I told you; you would act differently, then if you found out yourself. Alaster, what I will tell you is that the situation is not black and white. If you go in swords and magic blazing, not only will you die, and likely fail to rescue your beloved sister. But many innocents will also die, both during and after.

Alaster, do not let your emotions control you. They are a powerful force. If you want to save your sister, you will need to know more than just where she is or who took her. You will need to know why and how.”

“So, think before I act.”

“Yes. Now, unfortunately, I must go. This talk ate up all my time to rest, now I have to go back to work. But one more thing, the other Gods are watching you. Many are curious, some are like me and want to help you, but there are some that might try to actively interfere, maybe even kill you.

I have a general idea of who is who and will try to make those who wish you harm too busy with the war to do so, but be careful. Goodbye.”