Those star-specked, spiral-spinning eyes regarded Cheng Shi with that half-smiling expression again. He seed to see right through what Cheng Shi was thinking.
To avoid getting scolded, Cheng Shi hastily changed the subject.
"Benefactor, when mory summoned , He said 'Ti will bring you the answer.' And indeed, Ti did grant
a ring."
He raised his right hand and continued: "He also said this was the result of Your negotiations with Ti. So — is it You who told Ti to bring
the answer?"
A flicker of barely perceptible surprise passed through those eyes. Rather than answering the question, He replied with passive-aggressive flair:
"First mory's favor, then Ti's gift. I've never seen those two brothers pay such attention to a mortal.
Oh~ I see. So you're Existence's darling."
"..."
Cheng Shi's eager expression froze on his face. He twitched his lips awkwardly and slowly lowered his raised hand behind his back.
Those eyes giggled once, then suddenly turned serious:
"Ti doesn't have the answer. The one who gave the answer was Fate!"
'?'
'Fate? How is Fate involved in this too? Aren't You and He at odds?'
Cheng Shi blinked in confusion. He furrowed his brow and pondered for a mont but couldn't make sense of it. When he looked up again, he noticed the spirals in those eyes were spinning at breakneck speed — clearly indicating that any further questions would only yield false answers.
Just as He'd said: He didn't want to share too much about what He was doing.
But Cheng Shi's head was bursting with questions. If this one couldn't be answered, he'd simply switch to another.
"Benefactor, I have another question. Though... it's still about mory..."
Those eyes blinked and snickered: "Go ahead — Existence's darling."
"..." Cheng Shi nearly choked on the air. His lips twitched, cold sweat dripping, but he braved the passive-aggressive pressure and pressed on: "Since He doesn't like people saring His Collection Hall, why does He grant His followers the power to alter history?"
This ti, the Fun God answered cleanly and directly:
"Because mory knows that Void's erosion of Existence is an unstoppable tide of the era. Since Existence is destined to be changed, that change naturally needs to contain Existence's will.
The sa goes for Ti — but He... forget it. You needn't worry about Him. He's very busy. Not enough ti."
"..."
'Listen to that — Ti doesn't have enough ti.'
'So the irony winds have finally blown into the divine circle too!'
Having received so clarity, Cheng Shi furrowed his brow and organized his thoughts, gradually stitching together a new understanding of the gods.
Perhaps he'd been misunderstanding all along. No — every player in the Faith Ga had been wrong. Their true will wasn't the surface-level aning mortals perceived. It was rooted in countless essences connected to *Him.
No wonder his sophistry always hit the mark. It wasn't because sophistry was effective — it was because his fortunate self had coincidentally, through this thod, touched the primal will deep within Their hearts!
'So in the end... it all cos down to Fate...'
'That I've made it this far is probably thanks to this so-called predetermined destiny.'
'Praise be to Fate!'
Speaking of Fate, though... Cheng Shi frowned and thought of sothing else. Every other Path had three gods. Only Existence and Void had just two each. Why?
He had a feeling this question would go unanswered if asked directly. So his eyes darted, and he rephrased it.
"Benefactor, I'd like to ask — beyond the current sixteen gods on the divine thrones, where did... the other gods go?
For example, the ring that lord bestowed on
contains a trace of Thundering's divinity.
I only know Thundering died at the hands of Order, but I don't know..."
"Heh — what, Death's darling wants to beco Thundering's darling too?"
"..."
'Can we even still have a conversation, Benefactor?'
'Where are all these darlings coming from!'
'So many darlings and I haven't seen a single one — just more and more clowns, all wearing the sa face...'
Cheng Shi pursed his lips, not daring to respond. Those eyes giggled again, voice turning cheerful once more.
"Hee~
Knowing too much isn't good for you. Enough — this audience has gone on long enough. Getting bored. You're dismissed."
With that, the eyes began blinking, and a gale from the depths of the void swept in instantly. Cheng Shi froze, and before the wind reached him, he craned his neck and shouted desperately:
"Benefactor! One last question! One last question!
I want to ask — do You... have a Herald?"
Those eyes watched Cheng Shi with supre amusent, eyebrows arched sky-high. In the very mont Cheng Shi was helplessly blown away by the void wind, they answered with a mocking smile:
"Of course I do. My Herald — isn't that you, Lord Yu Xi?"
"!!!???"
Cheng Shi heard it — but imdiately lost consciousness.
After the clown was blown from this region of void, another pair of eyes — also painted with stars and spirals — opened before the first pair. Unlike those previous eyes, this pair was utterly frigid, jarringly at odds with the surrounding atmosphere of mirth.
Fate had arrived. The mont He appeared, before He could even speak, Deceit beat Him to it:
"Oh? You're a god of Void, yet you reek of Existence.
What happened — did you get into a fight with one of those two brothers?
Not talking?
If you don't answer, I'll start guessing. Hmm... I'll guess it was mory. He's more punchable than Ti."
The cold eyes glanced sideways at Him — regarding this chattering sibling god of Void with neither joy nor sorrow:
"Why did you lie to him?"
Deceit's eyes rolled, stars flickering rapidly, as He laughed: "Where did I lie?"
"You've been lying the entire ti.
I t with mory. He said that after learning Ti had summoned My follower, He decided to stop ddling in Void's affairs.
So — why did you impersonate mory?"
"Hm?" The laughing eyes spun with surprise, then snickered. "Did I hear that right? You're a god of Void, yet you take an Existence god's word to suspect your own sister?
Heh — I never expected mory to be so skilled at throwing dirty water."
"Precisely because I am Void, I know His words may be true.
Existence indeed cannot understand Void. But I do understand.
It was I who saw destiny's predetermined path and chose him — not you.
You know full well that he represents the predetermined and will ultimately step into Void. So why are you still betting on him?"
"Oh? Am I not allowed to bet?"
The cold eyes glanced at Him without answering.
The laughing eyes snickered and pressed on:
"Then it seems I am allowed.
And if I can — why wouldn't I?
Besides, I am Void's surface. I wield Deceit's authority. Lying is the very will I champion. Why shouldn't I lie to him?
But what about you? I'd wager this 'darling of Fate' doesn't particularly enjoy your so-called predetermined destiny.
Otherwise, why would he play-act as my Herald to get closer to
— instead of getting closer to you?
You saw his future through destiny. What you don't realize is that in every tiline, he loathes that future.
How interesting. Does your darling know that you plan to sell him off when the era collapses?"
The cold eyes grew ever icier.
"That isn't selling. That is fate."
The laughing eyes snickered once more, mockery written in every line.
"Tch — so that's why he called you a whore. Hmm, I think he was right."
This was a devastating verbal critical hit. Yet Fate, remarkably, didn't strike back. He rely stared at Deceit with those frozen eyes and asked in a low voice:
"What is wrong with *Him?"
"No — you're wrong. He is fine. He is perfect in every way.
It's
who's wrong.
Hee~
Every house has its rebellious children. The Mother of Prosperity had two. Order had a whole pile. And *He...
Has at least one: ."
...
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