'Gods among men.'
That was the feeling Cain thought the creator of this place wanted to inspire. Even if they were in the same plane, those on the top could look down on those on the bottom.
Cain only shook his head but did not offer an opinion about it since even he was not impervious to the feeling of superiority. After all, by any metric, he was superior to billions of other youths across the empire.
Luckily for Cain, the enemies he was making on his path were so powerful that he never grew complacent with his strength.
He did not waste too much time with those thoughts and began walking to the Heaven Sundering Hall, where the Imperial Feast would occur.
Krane immediately regained his focus as he saw Cain walking forward. He was a Middle Wave King and a noble before his crimes, but even then, he never enjoyed the status required to attend this sort of ceremony, so he was a little dumbfounded by the wondrous view.
