In the midst of that silence, she once again lurks alone. Ceptica has always been like that, a loner, perfectionist to the point of calculation, and especially different from her brother. She is ready to fight anyone who dares to offend her mother. She walked along the corridor to the balcony and sat there, waiting. In the distance, footsteps could be heard.
"Are you always here?"
"Where are there so many?"
"No, the answer is yes. Whenever there's a conflict with you or your relatives, whether I um... "missed" or not, I won't come here to sit."- he said as he sat down next to his sister.
The two of them were sitting on the railing of the stairs to go up and down. It is rarely visited by people, so it is quite reasonable for anti-social elements like this.
"So you're not going to come here all of a sudden? So what's the point?"
"Huh... That's right, my sister. Never guess what I mean. So can you take care of The World for me tomorrow?"
"Fine, but what do you do?"
"It looks like it, but on a smaller scale, as far as I know, some people have come down to the earth to 'have fun' with some individuals of the human world, so they are creating a new generation of demigods so I can Voida sent down to survey the field."
"Having sex with their creation? why don't they just create it themselves, why do they have to go down there?"
"You've always known that Voida can observe things from any point within this castle."
"That's right... Okay, so how are you going to deal with those demigods?"
"Just KILL it, but if an individual is still in the womb, it will cause the mother to have a miscarriage. Remember to keep their souls from The World for me!"
"Okay fine, in return, you can't interfere in my affairs anymore."
"Okay, thanks anyway!"
"It's quick to get a request."
"Haha... Next time I'll take care of you, prestige!"
"I'm just most interested in it anyway, if it's good then resurrecting the creatures in the upper area will be fine."
"Have you given up the habit of naming them?"
"Well, after naming and accidentally killing them, it's a bit of a sin. Never mind, you're busy anyway.
"Then fold me later!"
"All right, pay attention to your wife too!"
"Yes, I know!"
At the same time, 25 meters above it, a large room with a double bed and a balcony facing out into the pitch-black space was adorned with flames flickering innumerable stars like a replica. of the sky, countless rays of light. It was Vioma standing there thinking about something...
"How are you?"
"Ah... it's nothing..."
"It's about Ceptica again, isn't it?"
"..."
"What are you doing? It's our brother's child after all. It's our grandchild. You should be generous with it anyway."
"I understand, but the feeling of my creation being killed by the person right in front of me can't be tolerated!"
"I get it, but that's not his fault. It's just like us anyway. It doesn't get to choose what concept it represents."
"I'll try to fix it, thanks anyway."
"You should apologize to him, after all, it's not good for family members to hold grudges against each other."
"Yeah, maybe tomorrow? Just let him be less angry about today, or he'll get worse."
"You're right, so do you want to go for a walk?"
"Um... No, we've got a family meeting tomorrow anyway, right? We'll prepare for it? and prepare to apologize to it."
"Um, that's a good idea. Then let's go get ready."
"So first would be..."
...
Every Godness has a territory of its worshipers, except Ceptica. Their power, though not omnipotent and absolute intelligence, can be destroyed, but it is clear that with this newly formed world, it is clear that their strength can also be considered as the way they perceive Voida. already. Because of that respect, at Voida's request, every few months, they would gather again to update on the current situation of their territory and the common plan of the world. And since there is no territory, all Ceptica will just roll in and do the final part. Meanwhile on the top floor the little creatures were slowly rebuilding the cracks, others in the kitchen were busy preparing for the party even though the GODNESS didn't need to eat. But sometimes they enjoy life that way, after all, they're just biological immortals.
...
Agh damn day, what did I do wrong? It's clear that guy's fault when he insults his mother, right? Why would he interfere in our business like that? It's obvious though, could it be that he sympathizes with me just a fake? Damn it. There will come a time when I will personally pay each debt one by one. Bit by bit.