"To know now that our birth purpose was to help little Felix reclaim the universe's throne, I feel blessed to have been given this opportunity." Thor smiled, the depression from living for so long with no purpose had long been cured.
"I can't see it any differently." Fenrir added with a cold tone, "Still, those three f*ckers have to die."
Although they were watching the three rulers give birth to them, the primogenitors still didn't feel an ounce of belonging. They knew that it was nothing but a business transaction and without the tablet, they wouldn't have seen the day of the light.
Thus, if they were going to show appreciation, it would be to the creator of the prophecy of the tablet, which they believed to be the universe's consciousness.
After the lightning strikes were concluded, Medusa and Amun-Ra decided to share their blessing too.
