"Is this the embryo of the God of Sleep?"
It was somewhat surprising; Laine had not expected it to look like this.
"Of course, so please remember not to pretend to understand when you do not, Prince Laine." With a light snort, Nyx explained, "You didn't think the 'conception' of a Primordial God and that of an ordinary deity would be the same, did you?"
"'Conception' is just a way to make it easier to understand. In reality, it's just like our own births. The power related to Chaos gathers, transforming into something tangible, and then we came into being."
As she spoke, Nyx pointed at the white blossom. It somewhat resembled the white Somnus Blossom from a previous life, but judging by its size, it was as large as several people huddled together.
"When it fully blooms, a True God will be born from it. And the nourishment it absorbs as it grows is the power of my very being."
Nodding his head, Laine seemed to somewhat understand.
