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"Are you ready?" Mocked the golden figure, arrogant of his power, and ignorant of his enemy; the golden figure laughed.

"Carlitos, a new God I presume?" The infintially old voice sounded tired, tired of idiotic new gods that think that they can challenge one of the 10 so easily.

"Carlitos, a former human. Anyway, I shall challenge you, Gregrath, the God of Dimensions!"

Bored, Gregrath waved a hand, closing his eyes he went back into his time hole, to rest and sleep like he been doing for the past few thousands years.

"Hey! Wai-" choking the golden man-Carlitos, grew panicked. After all, of all of the millions of people, of all the elves, dwarves, demons, Angels, and humans; he was one of the few that ascended into Godhood.

"Wait?" Gregrath said, saying it again, his voice grew from a tired monotone voice to a terrifying whisper, "Wait? Did you just tell one of the oldest Gods in time to wait? Child, I grow tired of your arrogance and your stupidity."

Once again waving a hand, Gregrath destroyed the newly made God. The man simply disappeared, there was no blood, or messy bloody organs spilling out from his body. It was clean, and chilling, much more than a bloody massacre. Gregrath again, started toward his time hole.

The pitch blackness made him extremely comfortable. Gregrath's time hole is his true home, not some dimension called the Kingdom of God.

"Oh Father of God, this is so tiring." Yawning, Gregrath accidentally nudged a collection of white orbes that was floating in the void.

Blankly, Gregrath stared at it, "That isn't what I think it is, is it? .........Noooooo!!! 546 trillions years old and I forgot to not touch Eris's souls! Damn it! They are disappearing!" Paling Gregrath was extremely nervous. People might think one of the oldest Gods in the galaxies have nothing to fear, but he does, his very annoying sister; who is also one of the 10.

Sighing, he spoke to himself. "Why can't Eris create her own dimension already? All these floating souls are annoying." Gregrath looked toward the small group of whitish souls that are quickly vanishing.

"Wait, one of them is stronger than the others..." A slighting bigger whiter soul than the rest floated in isolation.

"I hope Eris's forgives me if I save one of them... I'll put it into one of the main worlds of this galaxy."

Frowning Gregrath wondered; "What planet should I put it in? XiaLia, Thantos, or maybe Hialos should be good. They are the planets that contain magic, and are blessed by the attention of the 10 main Gods of the galaxies." Looking down upon the faint glow of the small soul, Gregrath winced.

"I'll have to make a deal with Hatantos though to make him change the destination of this soul, he is in disagreement with Eris anyways." Sighing, Gregrath looked back into his memories of all the massive world destroying fights the two had.

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"But I guess this is to be expected, Hatantos is the God of Death while Eris is the God of Life. Still they're twins, can't they get along better?"

Annoyed, Gregrath mentally called out to Hantantos. "Hantantos!" A few seconds pass, and suddenly a noticeablely chill is now felt. A black clothed figure appeared.

"Brother? You haven't called for me for thousands of years. What do you want now?" The figure asked, he sounded like he actually cared, almost. I know he's too lazy to care about what I have to say.....

Who appeared was a tall dark haired man. Paled skinned and dark eyed with a head of silky black hair, he could be called handsome; if only he didn't act the way he does.

"Hantantos, this soul...." I said, "Can you help me change the world it'll be reincarnated in?"

Raising a brow Hantantos said, "A soul?"

"Yes, yes, a soul, I destroyed a number of Eris's souls, but if I save this one she will, at least, will forgive me in a few thousand years..."

Closing his eyes Hantantos said, "Nope, I'm not helping you. There is no way I'm am helping you all because you are scared of Eris. Besides..... Changing a soul's destination for its next reincarnation is too tiring, do you know how much divine power I'll have to use up?" Glaring at Gregrath, he lazily layed back, on nothing.

In the pit black space, there was "nothingness," it was a space only Gregrath himself can make so easily. Of course, the other "10" can make it too, it'll just take a lot of time and power.

"Hantantos.... You don't want her to know the time when you brok-"

Choking, he shuttered, "Wa-wait! I get it! I'll help you! But, the soul will be helping me on some....favors, in the world of Thantos. Some minor God has been declaring himself the "True" God of Death recently..." His mouth twitched, a clear sign that he is annoyed to a person that had spend time with him for over 500 trillion years.

"I have no care for mortals and their arrogant untrue gods they worship. Do what you want, but be aware, if the soul is destroyed from your antics...." Gregrath's voice deepened to a threatening tone.

Even though Gregrath and Hantantos are brothers, Gregrath is older by a couple billion years. And those billions of years made Gregrath the superiority of being the older sibling.

The reason why Gregrath doesn't want Eris to find out about the souls is not because of fear about her power, no, it's because she is so annoying Gregrath doesn't want anything to do with her.

Smirking, the Death God vanished, and, in response, the soul slowly vanished along side with him.