"God? No, I haven't…."
The young man's response was immediate, and Sumaru could feel the truth of it resonate through the air.
'Truth…'
Sumaru thought, his eyes narrowing as electricity crackled around them. He couldn't believe it, yet the truth was undeniable, clear as day.
What the young man had said was the cold-hearted truth of the situation—he hadn't met the god clinging to him.
It doesn't make sense… Sumaru's mind raced, trying to piece together the puzzle.
How could this young man, so filled with the presence of that evil goddess, have not encountered her yet?
Not in dreams, not in premonitions, not even through some form of possession?
Typically, when a god shows interest in a mortal, signs always manifest—whether it's through visions, strange occurrences, or an overwhelming sense of being watched.
Yet none of these signs were reflected in the young man's words or his demeanor.
