The Demon Sovereign and the Goddess of Destiny looked at me dumbfoundedly. They didn't know what to feel or believe if I were in their shoes… I would likely feel the same way. Alas, I was expressing my true feelings, and it was irrelevant if they believed my words.
"I… cannot trust you."
"Understandable," I replied to the Goddess without any hesitation. "But it doesn't matter if you do. Because the timeline has been secured, there's nothing you can do to change it. The Demon race will serve under me, not as slaves, but as my subjects. And to do so, your help is essential. After all, you possess a portion of my powers."
"..."
"I shall give you free rein on how to rule the Demon race," I explained my terms to the Demon Sovereign. "The only thing I want from the Demons is this… Do not harm my family and me from this day to the end of time. As long as you follow this law, you will be safe from any oppression."
"... It's not like we're given a choice, are we?"
