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God Inggra separating every continent with vast stretches of ocean, so they won't disturb each other. This set of books managed to drown me into its world until the time passed very quickly. The evening had come ahead. The sky was reddish-orange, and gray clouds adorned it. The sun was going to set over the western horizon. Flocks of birds were flying and singing at the top of the building. Maybe they wanted to going home. That was how it should be. I had to going home before dinner, or I would going to skip it. After reading, I intended to close the book. However, I halted immediately by an interesting page. 'Indemnius Spirit Crystal of the Gods.'

Their hearts pounded hard, they could hear it in their own heads. Amber kept going up, until she reached door number 5. Fifth floor, that's where she stopped and went into the dark ruins illuminated by the city lights from across the city, the street lamps outside and the moon over Goldstone. A figure was standing near the edge of what should've been a window looking out the streets. In black sweat pants and black hoodie, the silver hair unmistakably belonged to Maxine Roberts.

“Loyalty. Trust. Nothing more. Stand with me. Walk into the new world by my side, and I will never kneel to anyone.” He opened his arms again, void energy pulsing beneath his skin in dark, violet glows. His hair blew wildly in the wind. The cracked city echoed with his voice. “I am Nihareth. I am not a god. I am what comes after gods.” The silence that followed was thick. Then a man stepped forward. His body was twisted, burned by holy magic in some distant battle. “If what you say is true… if the gods are crumbling… then what comes next?”

Neoma pushed the data toward me. It hit my frontal lobe like a blunt physical impact. My head snapped back. I saw a white room. Scientists. A young Nergal with smooth skin and steady hands. The laser array whirred—a sharp, rising note. I felt the cold, calculated decision to extinguish a planet to synthesize a god. It was a systematic slaughter. "Now," I rasped. Blood began to trickle from my left nostril, hot and salty. "Amplify the signal."

The man with a pot belly scowled and felt furious at being exposed. “What are you talking about?” The man lost his temper. “Do you know that I have a great reputation? Everyone calls me the God of Alchemy! Who are you to question me?” he roared in anger, ready to curse Neon. “Damn fatty,” Neon said disdainfully. Neon was a young man and would not show mercy to scammers. Nero scowled darkly, shocked to find them bickering. Although the guy was quite fat and did not look very impressive, he had verified his identity as Declan's apprentice.

It feels like I was pushing a huge rock and didn’t make it to move. Anubis smiled in a sinister way. His eyes stare back at me with his black orbs’ pupils. “This isn’t funny for telling me you are meeting some God. Isn’t that insulting?” “What? —” My voice trailed off, “What are you talking about? Why do you keep talking about a God?” I tried to hide anything that he can tell I know a God. But when I think more of it, his name, and his aura. It isn’t just right like a human. “Are you a God?”

EZRA The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the silence but it wasn’t the good kind, or the peaceful, birds-chirping, Sunday morning kind. This was filed with silence, like someone had pressed their hand over the whole house and told it not to breathe. “Jesus Christ,” I muttered, rubbing my face. My mouth tasted like metal, my back hurt from sleeping wrong, and my stomach was a pit of nerves. For a second I thought about just packing up and leaving—money or not, this wasn’t worth my sanity. But then I remembered Lilian’s face, her voice reminding me about the contract. I’d signed my life away for a paycheck.