Gehald withdrew his divine sense at this point. He can't bear to hear this guy rant. Staten Rubit is quite a peculiar dark elf assassin. The general impression people get from assassins is that they are quiet, silent, and stealthy people. Even if normal assassins are different from this, it won't be by much, but dark elf assassins fit the stereotype.
Staten Rubit is a very good assassin, but he is a talker. It is almost a bother to do business with him because of all his talking, but he is too good. He became a sovereign by mastering the law of darkness, and he is known for his lightning-fast one-shot kill.
He was expelled from his race when he was young because he was too weak. He started stealing to make ends meet before he got into some really bad stuff. He was then sold off as a slave. He was trained during slavery to be an assassin, but he was too bad at it because of all his talking, so his owner sent him to the trial of heaven as a transcendent to redeem himself.
He would rather die there, and the owner will finally be rid of him, or he would bring back something good. He returned alive and won back his freedom before going on to become a sovereign. He is someone the Parthenon of dark elves in their home plane is even scared of.
"Hey, I'm talking to you. Listen to me. Listen to me. Hey, you have to listen to me. If you don't listen to me, don't even think about coming back to me again. Nah, I'm just kidding. You can always come to me." Staten droned on and on.
Gehald had already found the switch to seal himself from outside influence, but he hesitated to use it. He sighed and said, "Fine, I'm listening. What do you want, Staten?"
"Don't be like that. Trust me, you'll like it."
"I doubt that."
"Listen. I'll become an origin god soon. How about you follow me and some guys to the upper realm? I know you're a loner, and you won't probably like to hang out with those stuck-up high elves. So what do you say? Wanna hang out with a bunch of cool guys. We'll take the upper realm by storm. Stellae will come too, say yes, please say yes, yes, yes..." Staten began to beg.
In the High Heaven realm, you hardly see Origin gods around. Sovereigns are usually the ones that go about taking care of the race or family. The higher the number of sovereigns an organization has, the more pull they can have in the ancient battlefield.
But when sovereigns become origin gods, they must leave High Heaven and go to the upper realm because they will face a sense of suppression from the power of the world. This power of the world acts to suppress every creature within the Origin realm to the sovereign level.
So every origin god feels a sense of discomfort from the weakness. It isn't apparent to new origin gods, but when they leave for the upper realm and return, the difference becomes stark and clear.
The minimum requirement to leave for the upper realm is the sovereign level of power, but you can bring weaker people with you. It is just that the weakest person that can survive in the upper realm are titans of law.
The upper realm is truly where Dragons come to create their lair. If you aren't a dragon yourself, then you just might become dragon chow.
Gehald used to do business with the group of "cool" guys Staten mentioned. They are a mercenary group, and sometimes they would need healing. At their levels of power, it is difficult to get injured, but when they are injured, it is also very difficult to heal.
So they would need some truly precious healing treasures to get back in shape. He would get them life essence from his plane if the injury was serious and life-threatening, but other times he would use his mastery of the law of life to heal them.
It isn't a surprise that these types of people would want him around when they plan to go to a very dangerous place. He rubbed his forehead before answering.
"I won't be able to Staten. I still have some business to take care of, and it will take a while."
"Really? Are you sure it's not because of stellae? I can let her go, you know. We need you. We need an Origin god with a life concept. It will save us a lot of resources."
"What is this about stellae?" Gehald asked in exasperation.
Stellae is a female fairy infatuated with him. She always disturbs Gehald, so Staten promises to ditch her if Gehald comes around. Gehald never cared about feelings and love.
He has his sights set on only one thing, power. With power, you can do anything, and most importantly, no one can do anything they wish to you. Only weak beings without a greater goal in their life pine for love.
Love is only pleasurable because of the hormones associated with it. Those hormones are nothing compared to the pleasure received from the evolution of life's order. The pleasure of having your existence evolve and become more powerful dwarfs that of the fleeting emotions of mortals called love.
Staten tried to convince him, but he shook his head and turned the switch. He haS things to do after the trial of heaven is over. His grand plan for perfection will be carried out in high heaven. He will take as much power as he can, but before that, he will have to count the time until he can access his reward for the trial.
His patience will only be rewarded after a few hours of fighting. It isn't long, but some just want to be out of the tower as soon as possible. They want to forget what they went through and what they did, like the giant beside Gehald. The giant had long cried himself to sleep.