"Void is Solis!"
Sylvester exclaimed with shock and surprise in his voice. He looked at the walls and the ceiling again just to make sure, and there was no doubt it was written in Russian.
"What do you mean? Our gods are the same?" Empress Zenith stood up from the floor. "How is that possible? Yours is the harbinger of light, and ours is the opposite—keeper of darkness that is the Void."
Sylvester wasn't sure, but he didn't feel like rejecting the idea. "Solis… I've met him in person a few times. He's guided me plenty and even helped me rise up. If he's the secret driving force behind the war against the Primordial Gods, then this would make sense. After all, Solis appeared five thousand years ago in my world, and your Void appeared ten thousand years ago."
