"The Goddess of Wealth actually managed to think of a viable solution…"
In the misty darkness, the God of Aristocracy opened his eyes. His eyes had changed over the years. At the start, they were sharp and piercing like the dark and mysterious sea, and they alarmed anyone who saw them. Now, his eyes were more violent, like a dangerous sea in a storm. While there was less depth to them, they remained creepy and scary.
The God of Aristocracy's body had also become big and strong as if he was trying to suppress something but was unable to. He sat on a golden stage surrounded by black water of a seemingly bottomless depth. Black mist rose from the water. If one were to closely inspect the setting, the evaporation was due to the golden stage absorbing the god's strength while the water expelled it out.
