"Wait a minute," Gu Tao stopped the Little Evil God from continuing, "Speak human language."
"Back then, I roamed the world in its earliest form, observing everything. Until it appeared, it fed on the fears of other living beings, and I was defeated by it. It created scorching heat, causing flight. It created floods, causing extinction. It created plagues, causing fear. It created wars, causing all the tragedies in the world," the Little Evil God leaned on the window frame, "It is the embodiment of all demons in the world, and after I fled into the darkness, it roamed the world unchecked by anyone. Human fear is its favorite food; the more humans panic, the more powerful it gets."
"What about you? How can you become stronger?"
"Dreams, I grow stronger because of dreams, but because of the internet, you all stay up late..."
