"This will not go on forever... Since you are so stubborn when facing others, I wonder if you can still remain 'unwavering' when facing yourself?"
The voice gradually beca colder, twenty thousand years of attempts had been long enough; if this gentle approach was futile, then a change of tactics was unavoidable.
Perhaps, as he had always believed, the world itself was his true obstruction. Thus, Laine looked toward the earth, toward the only deity on Mount Olympus.
First, wait for a result, then make a decision. In any case, the river of fate for this world must be thoroughly severed in the Third Era, and all that follows must beco utterly unknown. If re scheming cannot solve it...
"...then let's use absolute power to tear apart the laws of the current world."
Recalling the recent events in Henu World, Laine felt, perhaps it was not an impossible feat.
"And the Divine King..."
The position of Divine King was actually quite special; it was closely related to fate, and its succession often signified the change of an era. Thus, at this mont, that long-standing intention resurfaced in Laine's mind.
"Perhaps the Divine King... only needs three generations!"
...
Above the Underworld, the subterranean realm.
In the dim underground space, a faint bioluminescence had arisen from nowhere. A kind of moss emitting light spread everywhere, bringing brightness to this vast world.
And in the center of this enormous cavity, a tree that should not exist here swayed with life. It had golden leaves, perfectly proportioned branches, and... so new, dark-colored shoots.
In front of the giant tree, a group of exquisitely featured beings gathered. They knelt on the ground, worshiping and bowing before the great tree.
"It looks like you've adapted to life underground."
Suddenly, a deep voice rang out beside the tree, and the figure of the Lord of Darkness slowly appeared. He waved his hand, and the nearby creatures were moved away. In front of the Golden Apple Tree, Moanda also walked out from the trunk.
"As you requested, I have completed the majority."
Bowing slightly, Moanda did not know why the other had co, but still she softly spoke.
Though she couldn't directly infer anything, her intuition told her the mood of the being before her was not good.
"Completed the majority... Yes, apart from that egg, you've done almost everything."
Nodding, Erebus narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly lost in thought. Moanda stood quietly beside him, waiting.
After a while, the trembling coming from the ground seed to gradually subside, and Erebus appeared to have finally made up his mind.
"Originally, I alone should have endured this 'blow'; the reason for enduring it is unimportant."
"But now it seems..."
Turning around, the Lord of Darkness looked at the Nymph reincarnated as a deity and said indifferently:
"Moanda, isn't it? I have a task for you."
"Please command ."
Bowing slightly, the Elf obediently responded.
"In a mont, I will take you to the surface to et the Divine King—the one you wanted to see before.
"I will make a 'covenant' with him, and you will be the guarantee of our agreent. You will beco a part of his Divine Court, even a part of his power, and then from that mont on, enjoy the light and beauty on the surface. That's quite nice, isn't it?"
"Then what... what do I need to do?"
Raising her head cautiously, not feeling happy, Moanda felt sowhat terrified. She did not know what she was being sent to do, but she believed it was definitely not sothing simple, and what she had to do was certainly more than just enjoying life.
"You don't need to do anything, at least not for now. And you needn't worry about your safety, because the Golden Apple Tree will remain here."
Sighing, Erebus felt a touch of remorse for the first ti. He looked up at the 'sky' of the underground space, as if looking at sothing else.
"It's just like Gaia."
"...What?"
Not quite catching it, Moanda couldn't help but ask.
"I an... there are always things that manage to be disliked by everyone, even by those whom it seeks to protect."
With a smile, no further explanation was given, Erebus simply gestured with his hand.
"Co, let's go. You, who might be considered lucky or not, prepare to welco the new life that belongs to you."
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