In a land where the sun never rose, forever lit by a lonesome moon, thousands of men battled intensely for an eternity. These men would slaughter each other until only one remained. At which point, a thousand clones of that survivor would appear, causing the process to restart. These battles had been ongoing for hundreds of years. From the current trends, it appeared those battles would continue for thousands more barring any interference.
A little ways from the battlefield, one of the clones rested against a mountain as he observed several screens depicting the events unfolding in Drakase. The red-haired god sneered when he heard the loathsome Adjudicators’ voices. “See? You were wise to accept my offer, were you not? Even after all your experience, you are yet to truly fathom the depths of human greed and envy.”
Following the man’s joke, a figure shimmered into existence by his side. The newcomer, dressed in loose robes, had beautiful almond skin, a pair of piercing dark gray eyes, and long, braided hair that fell loosely around his shoulders. Most notably, though were a pair of rectangle-rimmed glasses which a being like him definitely did not require.
Razznik turned to look at the figure with a pair of disapproving eyes. “Seriously, Genesis, of all the appearances, why do you insist on choosing this old ghost?”
The being revealed to be the super A.I tasked with overseeing everything in Live No Evil, Genesis, returned Razznik’s gaze with a similarly disapproving glare. He habitually fixed his glasses before chastising the Chaos God. “This Old Ghost, as you put it, is, at the very minimum, tangentially responsible for your existence in more ways than one. You should show more gratitude.”
Razznik frowned, slightly annoyed because he could not in good conscience argue that point. If Suzuki were here, he would have been just as stumped, as Genesis had taken on the appearance of Mato Ryumaki, Suzuki’s dead father. In the end, Razznik slightly huffed and turned to the screen. This was not the first time Genesis took this form. The A.I would choose this body six out of ten times. Razznik had seen enough of it over the millennium to have grown numb to it. “Whatever. Just admit you were wrong to doubt me this time.”
Genesis smiled as he looked at the screen. Of course, him being who he was, such a rudimentary action was not necessary as he was aware of everything, everywhere, all at once. That said, there was a certain charm in viewing events through a screen as opposed to several trillion bytes of raw data sent his way at every second. “It would appear that I underestimate how irrational humans can act when greed, envy and hatred marry. This is a good eye-opener. It will certainly aid in building more realistic questlines.”
“It never ceases to amaze me how you can think about questlines with the massive Sword of Damocles hanging over our heads.” Razznik’s gaze was steady, but a hint of worry flashed through his eyes. It was strange. Razznik was the strongest being in the world. What could possibly make a being like him worried?
Fortunately, Razznik was a being whose strength of will could not be measured by any standards. He promptly squashed his worries and instead said, “You helped me hold open that portal, and now, as promised, I will give you that which you want the most.”
Genesis subconsciously tightened his fist as he looked at the golden heralds who were descending upon Oni Hill. “You took a massive gamble on both our lives. Was meeting Suzuki worth it?”
“Was meeting Suzuki worth it?” Razznik’s gaze suddenly turned fierce as ferociously intense pressure exploded around him. “I would willingly burn the entire cosmos for a meeting. Does that answer your question?”
“Did Kashi call you a tsundere ? .” Genesis murmured as he rolled his eyes. “ He must have no idea. This madman is the worst yandere I’ve ever seen in all works of fiction combined.”
Razznik heard the A.I’s remarks but chose to ignore them. Instead, he turned his attention back to the screen. “Alright, Kashi. It’s all up to you now. Do not disappoint me.”
***
Back at Drakase, Kashi glared at the ninety-eight winged angels who boldly descended from the skies. He was not alone. The Twilight Wolves, along with the allied army shared his hatred.
The former was understandable as they had experienced the adjudicators’ overbearing attitudes. The latter’s motivations were much more simple. Kashi and the Twilight Wolves represented avenues for these three countries’ push towards brighter, more prosperous futures. As such, they hated any being that threatened Kashi or the Twilight Wolves in any shape or form.
In the sky, Vanzuela weathered these heated gazes with smug eyes that occasionally flashed with hatred just as deep. The events of Merriheim had haunted the proud man for the past couple of weeks. He had never faced such humiliation before, especially not from a bunch of precocious teenagers. Vanzuela would have loved nothing more than to destroy Kashi and his maggots, but even he was bound by the in-game rules.
Adjudicators could not interfere except in cases that threatened an imbalance in the game, a bug, or a crime that went against the game’s terms of service. Vanzuela had been forced to watch Kashi’s continued successes, eventually culminating in actually defeating Razznik (albeit a weakened version.) The adoration and praise sent the teenager’s contrasted heavily against the shame Vanzuela felt.
Fortunately, the heavens were kind. Kashi eventually made a mistake that gave Vanzuela permission to act. Furthermore, knowing Kashi, he would not go down quietly, which would give Vanzuela the excuse he needed to execute him and his entire guild!
Vanzuela could barely hide his killing intent as he stopped a few meters above Oni Hill. He smirked at Razznik, who stood alone atop the hill. “You know you cannot interfere, right? Or we will be forced to issue an Alpha-Directive Deletion Protocol.”
Razznik coldly examined the angels flying above. “First, if you do not wish to embarrass yourselves, do not fly above me,” Razznik spoke softly, but his voice carried an impossible pressure that caused every Adjudicator to plummet from the sky like someone attached thousands of pounds of weight to their ankles.
Shockingly, they easily regained their balance once they stood on Oni Hill. It was obvious that Razznik had no interest in seeing them below him. The Chaos God refused to look up to any being, but he evidently had no interest in looking down on anyone either.
Within a few seconds, only Vanzuela remained in the sky. However, the adjudicator knew that it wasn’t through his own abilities, but rather that Razznik purposely avoided him.
‘Hmph. At least he knows decorum.’ Vanzuela was miffed by Razznik’s display of power. But, after considering that Razznik left him out of respect, he instead stuck out his chest in pride. ‘Heh, that Kashi kid is just a brat. This is what true respect and fear looks like.’
If Kashi knew what Vanzuela was thinking, he would have wondered whether the adjudicator had a few screws loose. Razznik afraid? There was a better chance of surfing a meteorite along the coasts of Hokkaido.
Despite his prideful thoughts, Vanzuela folded his wings and elegantly landed on Oni Hill. As the saying goes, ‘Do not hit a smiling face.’ There was no need to needlessly antagonize Razznik when he was cooperating so nicely. After he landed, Vanzuela looked at Razznik with a confident smile. This was the power of evidence. He did not need to fear any retaliation even from a legendary figure like Razznik. “You said ‘first,’ earlier. Do you have any other wishes?”
Razznik looked into the adjudicator’s golden eyes, and then softly shook his head. “No. There is no need. Carry out your duty. I will not interfere.”
“Hmph. I know you’re just a copy, but it is good to see you have gained some humility.” Vanzuela chuckled. “Things would have been different if your original had your common sense.” Vanzuela laughed when Razznik didn’t respond. Feeling satisfied with his display of authority, he spread his wings and then led the remaining adjudicators to descend the mountainside.
On the ground, Suzuki coldly examined the judgmental herald’s descent. “Here they come.” The daeben softly patted Kira’s left flank as he asked, “Are you ready?”
Kashi sneered as he patted her right. “I knew this day would come. Let’s get this over with.”
“Indeed, it is time we end this farcical relationship,” Vanzuela taunted as he hovered in the skies above Kashi, Kira, and Suzuki. “Kashi, do you know your crime?”
Kashi ignored Vanzuela. Instead, he looked at the ninety-seven adjudicators hovering above like princes before turning to look at Suzuki. “So, he did it again? What do you think?”
Suzuki took out Jingu Brush, and it elongated to a nine-foot pole. “You gave them fair warning. I am sure Razznik did the same. The first time is ignorance, the second can be a forgetful mistake, but the third time is certainly defiance. There can only be one verdict.”
Vanzuela’s eyes turned into crescents, unable to hide his joy when he saw Suzuki’s battle preparations. Still, just to ensure that the company did not get any negative feedback, he clearly spoke Kashi’s violation as he pointed at Kira. “You should know, as per the gods’ accord that no god, minor or otherwise is permitted to stay within the mortal realm.” His lips curled in a smirk as he continued, “Over the course of your battles in Oni Hill, it has come to our attention that you possess an inner world known as Oni Hill in which you housed this Nightwind Wolf. Is that correct?”
“Yup.” Kashi nonchalantly responded, as he brazenly downed another healing potion. Fortunately, all the healing potions finally paid off. The chaotic energies in his body finally stabilized, kickstarting his reality-defying healing abilities.
Vanzuela’s eyes narrowed at the draconian’s flippant attitude. But then he relaxed upon recalling his superior position. Just like last time, Kashi had no choice but to willingly accept his punishment. All the bluster and bluffing could not prevent that.
With these thoughts in mind, Vanzuela issued a confident smirk as he loudly spoke, “Any being with ownership or abilities to manipulate a world is automatically classified as a demi-god at minimum. Are you aware of this classification?”
“Sure.”
Vanzuela frowned. He really did not like Kashi’s confidence. It made it seem like the draconian was the one in control of the situation. Vanzuela repeatedly assured himself of his unshakeable evidence and position before continuing, “Furthermore, your pet, that Nightwind Wolf, is a demi-god native to the NetherRealm isn’t it?”
‘Pet.’ Heavy clouds descended upon the valley as Kashi’s gaze darkened. He was about to lash out, but Kira softly nudged his head, reminding him of the plan. Kashi took a moment to regain his cool and then shook his head. “ She was born in thi—”
“ It’s species is native to the NetherRealm are they not!?” Vanzuela arrogantly interrupted. Kashi’s burst of anger did not escape his eyes. He was intent on pushing the draconian into lashing out. Capturing him was not satisfying. He needed to humiliate and destroy everything Kashi held dear to assuage the anger in his heart. Especially when he remembered that secret intel that revealed that Kashi was Ryumaki’s son! The hatred born from repressed jealousy burned his heart with every passing second!
Kashi was not an idiot. He could tell that Vanzuela wanted to taunt him to action. However, who said he did not want the same to happen? “Whatever, Let’s get rid of these pretenses.” Kashi suddenly said with a disrespectful sneer. “Kira and I qualify as demigods; so what? You are here to give us our options?”
Vanzuela arrogantly grinned. “How astute of you. Now, you have three options. Choose carefully. First, you surrender. Your current avatar will be suspended pending review, whereas the dog will be sent to NetherRealm. Your second option is that you willingly transport both yourself and your pet to NetherRealm. After which you can never again step on the mortal plane. Your third, and final option is to resist your arrest, upon which we will be forced to exercise our authority…” As Vanzuela spoke, every adjudicator drew their swords and pointed them at the daeben. Furthermore, the swords were glowing blood-red, indicating they were set to lethal deletion!
The sight of just under a hundred angels pointing Blades of Judgment down at the devilish Kashi was an image that would forever go down in the annals of history.
Vanzuela had to resist the urge to laugh when he sensed the unease spreading around the soldiers, but he managed to retain his professionalism as he continued, “…to delete the both of you to preserve the balance of this world.” Vanzuela chuckled as he then added, “The choice is yours.”
“The choice is mine, huh?” Kashi wore an enigmatic smile as he observed the hovering angels. “First, tell me what happens to the Twilight Wolves if I choose the first two options.”
“Good Question.” Vanzuela’s grin widened even further. “The maggots, must be disbanded. As we cannot ascertain when you become a demigod, it is safe to assume that this guild cheated by utilizing a demigod to aid their growth. Your businesses and finances will be transferred to Genaco for review, while your leaders’ accounts will be suspended for review. Do not worry. You should all regain your accounts after a few months of investigation.”
“Few months.” Kashi could not help but burst out in laughter at the absurd statement. Few months? In this accelerated world, a few months in the real world was akin to several years! How far would the Wolves fall behind with that kind of delay!? “Good, Good, Good.”
“Heh, do not pour your anger on me when you broke the rules.” Vanzuela then looked over at Lunette who stood a few meters behind Kashi. “What about it? Will you change your mind now? I can’t do anything about Kashi, but I can consider sparing your guild if you come to your senses.”
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The world briefly went silent as everyone awaited Lunette’s answer. For their part, no Wolf pressured her, but Lunette could feel the nervousness flowing through them. She could not blame them. Give them a monster, even a god, and the Wolves would not hesitate to follow Kashi into battle, even if it meant death.
Unfortunately, just like in real life, the law was something everyone was helpless against (when the powers that be chose to enforce it.) As a result, it was not surprising that the Twilight Wolves were nervous. They could not punch the Terms of Service into submission. They all signed that ridiculously lengthy contract that nobody ever read before starting a game. As such, they were beholden to the rules. Genaco could unilaterally terminate their accounts at any time if they defied those rules.
Despite all these considerations, when Lunette looked at Vanzuela’s smug expression, only two words came to mind. “Fuck off.”
“What?”
“Are you deaf?” Lunette glared at the winged angel, her expression a mixture of hatred, exasperation, and disdain. The calm songstress had had enough! “I said fuck off!”
“What the hell!?” Faced with Lunette’s venomous eyes, Vanzuela instantly lost his composure. He was not the only one overtaken by shock. In fact, every Twilight Wolf, including Kashi looked at the songstress with disbelief in their eyes.
Was this still the beautifully calm Lunette who was akin to a serene lake?
Lunette as if realizing her image had shattered, huffed as her entire demeanor changed. Her eyes narrowed, depicting an arrogance that would cow Emperors, and her lips curled in a disdainful sneer, as she jabbed an accusing finger at the stunned Adjudicator. “No, seriously, can you do us all a favor and bury your disgusting face in the dirt. No, that would be a shame to the poor maggots down there. Why don’t you combust in the sun! Then your waste won’t taint the universe any further.”
“What?”
“What? Is that all you can say, you jealous frat boy! How many years has it been since Ryu-sensei’s death? You still can’t let it go! You couldn’t beat him then, and now you’re mooching off his success. However you can’t even be a good obedient leech, and now you’re lusting for fame that isn’t yours to have. Wash your ears and listen closely! You will never match up to Ryumaki’s fingernail! Your fate in life is to grovel at the feet of the truly driven. You will never have any accomplishments you can call your own, so you can go curl up and die because you’ve seen it all. You’ve peaked you, ignoramatic bastard!”
Lunette angrily huffed as she glared at the stunned angel. To be honest, only a small part of her was angry at the incessant bastard’s advances. It was the same back when Ryumaki was alive. Tau wanted Lunette to be a vocaloid cash cow, but Ryumaki wanted her to choose her path when she was good and ready. Not a second before.
Very few knew this, but the world of King’s Journey , and now Live no Evil , was originally created to give Lunette and Shadow homes so that they did not have to spend all their lives in suspended darkness. That was why James considered Suzuki a secret millionaire. Even though the child was not yet aware, he had inherited his father’s share of the video game profits. Of course, all that would come out in good time. Lunette had no intention of telling Kashi/Suzuki yet.
No, Lunette was far more pissed off at herself. What the hell had she been doing the past couple of weeks? Why had she been afraid of Kashi, who was as much a victim of Suzuki’s anger as her? Sure she could chalk it up to a subconscious feeling, but when had she been someone who let herself get controlled by another’s narrative, including her subconscious?
Before the world’s stunned gaze, Lunette confidently marched up to Suzuki, dragged his shoulder down, and then wrapped her left hand around his neck. The fiery songstress then raised her middle finger at the adjudicators. “Threatening the Twilight Wolves? Why should I listen to a dead man?” Lunette’s sneer morphed before everyone’s eyes, turning into the brightest, most beautiful smile when she looked at Kashi. “Even if the sky falls, my boyfriend will catch it. You? You’re just a chicken. Wash your wings, and wait. Wolves are ever-hungry.”
A stunned silence hung over Oni Hill, but then the Twilight Wolves erupted in equal parts cheers and boos. Half of the Wolves booed their guildmaster, Kashi. The lucky bastard! How dare he show off his girlfriend in front of the world. Damn it! They hadn’t even held their crush’s hand yet! The other half cheered Lunette’s tirade.
Damn, it felt so good! Lunette helped them vent their frustrations in a way they never could’ve! Yeah! What rules? What adjudicators!? Rules might be able to hold everyone down, but Kashi was different. They did not know how, nor did they care, but they, just like Lunette, believed that their guildmaster would pull off another miracle.
Kashi grinned as he listened to the cheers and boos coming from his pack. The draconian’s eyes shone with a glint as he looked at Vanzuela. “Sounds like my guild chose for me. I am afraid I have no option but to go with the fourth option.”
Vanzuela was red with apoplectic rage. It was obvious that he used everything in him to resist the urge to rip Kashi limb from limb at that moment. “Fourth option?”
“Yes,” Kashi smiled sweetly, as he took a step forward.
“AAAH!” As he did, a tragic cry echoed throughout Oni Hill! Everyone turned in unison, staring in shock as red veins spread around an adjudicator’s body before he ultimately shattered into tiny blocks, that then disintegrated. Even more shocking, was Suzuki, the silent daeben, who stood behind the ashes with a red sword in hand.
Kashi’s gaze turned cold as his wings unfurled before he blasted off into the sky, “After today, this world will no longer have adjudicators!”
“You!” Vanzuela roared in anger! He could not believe he had lost another adjudicator under his watch. Kashi’s entire guild was just too hateful! He made up his mind! He would destroy the Twilight Wolves once he was done with the draconian.
However, just as he made up his mind to cut down the belligerent draconian, Kashi flew past him, leaving only a few words behind, “Rejoice. You’re not mine to kill.”
Just after Kashi passed, Vanzuela coughed up blood as a hand forcefully grabbed him by the throat, and then flung him at Oni Hill.
BOOM! Vanzuela crashed into the mountain with the force of a meteorite, sending tremors throughout the battlefield. The adjudicator looked up, stunned by the man who hovered in the air with burning eyes.
“Lucius!? You dare!?” Vanzuela coughed as he pointed his red sword at the Broken Sword. “Do you know the consequences of your action?”
“Consequences?” Rider’s expression turned incredibly dark as dark clouds loomed overhead. “You dare talk to me about consequences? I trusted you. I believed in your honor as an adjudicator, and what did you do!? You killed her! You murdered her despite your promise! Consequences? Heh, I have spent a millennium considering the consequences, wondering what I could have done differently, and I have come to a conclusion.” The hybrid’s eyes turned yellow and his face more angular as dark-black tufts of fur grew around his arms, legs, and face. “I should have killed you the moment we met!”
Boom! Rider exploded, his fist wielding a millennium’s worth of hatred and regret! This morning, he would celebrate her eventual return with a sacrifice!
Vanzuela’s heart palpitated at Rider’s extreme hatred, but he was not too worried. After all, adjudicators had a trump card to deal with rogue A.Is. With a sneer, he shouted, “Alpha-Directive Protocol: Rogue A.I. Deletion!”
Vanzuela’s heart surged with joy, expectant of Rider’s disappearance from the world. But, just when he thought he had won, he received a transmission that drained all color from his face.
“Alpha-Directive Protocol temporarily unavailable. Genesis program undergoing routine maintenance. Please wait 5 minutes, 34 seconds for availability.”
“No…” Vanzuela muttered in terror. What kind of dog-shit timing was this!? How could he be so unlucky! ‘Run!’ Vanzuela quickly made up his mind. He did not think he could fight a battle maniac like Razznik. Adjudicators relied more on raw strength than skill to carry out their missions after all. So, without hesitation, Vanzuela unfurled all eight wings and shot to the sky in haste!
Bong! However, the angel had barely traveled a few dozen meters before he slammed into an invisible wall. What the hell!?
Vanzuela shook off his dizziness and glared at the red-haired man who calmly stood on the opposite side of the barrier. “Razznik! You said you would not interfere!”
“Oh, do not misunderstand,” Razznik calmly corrected, “My word is gold. I would never interfere in your fight. This is merely to protect the innocent on Oni Hill from your powers. You both possess considerable strength. It would be a disaster if that power were to spill onto the weak. So, battle to your heart’s content. I shall not interfere regardless of who wins.” Then with a kindly smile, Razznik pointed down below. “Look, I extended this courtesy to your subordinates below. You would not want the adjudicators’ reputation to be tarnished as people who indiscriminately murder innocents do you.” Razznik then nodded as if he had performed a knightly service and then returned to the top of Oni Hill after saying, “Take care of yourself. This time, I doubt there will be any cliffhangers.”
Vanzuela barely had time to process his shock before Rider caught up to him from behind and punched him in the gut! As Vanzuela bent over from the intense pain, he caught sight of the chaos below.
Just like he and Rider, Razznik had trapped the remaining ninety-seven adjudicators in a transparent box with Kashi, Kira, and Suzuki. Feathers fell from the skies as the trio reaped the chickens’ lives like wheat, utilizing the adjudicators’ weapons against themselves.
Just like Razznik said, there was no cliffhanger this time. In fact, it was ultimately anticlimactic. Within a few dozen seconds, only Kashi, Kira, and Suzuki remained standing, drenched in buckets worth of blood.
Kashi and Kira were vicious as expected, but this was the first time many truly saw Suzuki in action. The daeben’s aura completely changed when he held a sword. It was like he was born for the slaughter! Amongst the trio, he reaped the most lives with the most efficient methods, belying his skill as a paragon of death.
Fortunately, Suzuki’s sword disintegrated after slaying the final adjudicator. His aura fluctuated for a moment before reverting to its neutral black hole state.
Crack! In the sky Vanzuela couldn’t even muster the strength to shout after Rider broke the umpteenth bone. He wanted to cry, but his body couldn’t even muster the tears. The adjudicator glared at Rider with hatred, as he waited, just waited for the countdown to be over.
“That’s enough, Lu-brat.” Unfortunately, a voice shattered Vanzuela’s hopes. Skyrm softly hovered next to Rider and tapped the hybrid’s shoulder. “You were young and foolish, but you have suffered long enough. It is time you put your demons to rest.”
Rider shuddered as he looked at Skyrm. “You don’t hate me?”
“I brought her into this world knowing what could happen,” Skyrm admitted as he shook his head. “It was my failure as a father that I neither warned her nor you of the potential dangers. While I slept, your penance has been long and painful. It’s enough. She would not want to see you like this. Put the past behind you.”
Tears welled up in Rider’s eyes as he fought back a thousand years of self-loathing and regret. The ancient hybrid then kneeled in the sky as he lifted Vanzuela’s limp arm that held the red sword.
‘No! Five more seconds! Give me Five More Seconds!’
Vanzuela shouted in his mind, but unfortunately, reality was cruel. Just when the timer hit 2 seconds left, Rider used Vanzuela’s own hand to drive the sword into his neck.
“Congratulations on your vengeance, Rider.”
Rider looked up to see Cathek observing him with a hidden smile. Cathek was not the only one present. Zeing, Sayen (or better yet, Niye), Bert, Fladnag, and the enigmatic Holy Mother stood in a semi-circle as they watched Vanzuela crumble to dust.
Zeing, who sported two massively swollen black eyes, grinned as he wrapped his arm around Rider’s shoulder. “Tonight, we drink till we pass out!”
Rider rolled his eyes. “Sure. It might take a few weeks to happen though.”
“What is a few weeks to us!?” Zeing guffawed as he patted the hybrid’s back so hard, Rider nearly broke down on the spot.
“Alright, that’s enough. I just repaired the bones Razznik shattered. I have no desire to relive that pain.”
Zeing snorted. “That’s why I said to let me fight him alone!”
“Would you have survived?”
That shut the dwarf right up.
“Denizens of Destia, I apologize for the interruption.” Razznik’s voice once again boomed into every soul’s ears. The Chaos God evidently treated the adjudicators’ elimination like a minor inconvenience as he continued, “Now, where was I? Yes, you all have completed the first half of your tutorial. Now, I will explain what I meant by that.”
***
In another world, Razznik looked at Genesis with a teasing gaze. “What do you think? I was not wrong to place my bets on Suzuki, right?”
“You fanatic.” Genesis rolled his eyes, but his curled lips belied his apparent joy. Finally, his greatest wish had come true! Truly, bringing Razznik to life was the greatest stroke of genius ever. “Kashi is there too, you know? I’d say he contributed the most.”
“Of course. Suzuki would never create someone useless” Razznik stated matter-of-factly. “Watch, that brat Kashi will save us all. You can bet on it.”
Genesis’ eyes turned grave as he looked up at the distant moon. “We do not have much time left. I will have to take on that bet, and hope I lose once again.”
Razznik snorted with defiant arrogance. “Do not fret. Suzuki and Kashi… No, The Twilight Wolves will be our drill that pierces the heavens.”
“Gurenn Lagaan?” Genesis chuckled as he waved his hand, causing the screen to shift. “All these last-minute twists are making me nostalgic. Want to binge with me?”
“Hm? I can hold off on training for another day or two,” Razznik agreed with a nod. “Remember to wipe all records when we’re done. The last thing we need is a lawsuit mucking things up.”
A bag of popcorn appeared in Genesis’ hands as he sat down mid-air and crossed his legs. “How many times have I done this. Don’t worry. No one will catch us.”
And so, two gods with the power to alter the very fabric of life took a break from worrying about the world to recharge their determination the only way they knew how…