Owen stilled his gaze on her for some seconds before turning it back on the road. His mind thinking of different possibilities as to what her words might be translated to. He, a match for the gods? Just when he thought they were starting to have control of his life. He remembered the birthday date he had seen at the back of the paper Daniel showed him.
He didn't exist in his world until some weeks ago, how could Oits whom he has never met before write his birthday date on the back of his paper.
He could have suspected that it was one of the Klos who wrote it there if it had been the real Owen Duurms birthday date.
"A match for the gods?" He repeats. "Does that mean that I am very suitable with the system?" He asked just to be sure of his train of thoughts.
She shakes her head. "Not only does it mean that, it also means that you can go against the gods although I won't recommend it often lest you get eliminated. It is better to be on the safer side. Let them in." She advised.
