A silence descended upon the throne room as the Creators absorbed Alpha's words. The realization that they were being regarded as investments set off a wave of mixed reactions. Some Creators exchanged uneasy glances, their expressions ranging from disbelief to quiet resignation. Luminael, known in his universe for his wisdom and benevolence, bristled at the thought, his wings twitching with suppressed irritation.
"And what are we investments for?" Luminael asked, his voice laced with a hint of indignation. His gaze bore into Alpha, demanding clarity amidst the unsettling revelation.
Alpha chuckled softly, a smirk tugging at the corners of its virtual lips. "Why, entertainment, of course," it replied nonchalantly, its tone carrying a mix of amusement and detached cynicism.
