"That's wonderful!" Wall said happily. "Good riddance!"
"Yes! Good riddance! What a pity his death came so late!"
"Better now than never. Better dead than alive!"
"Yes, you're so right! Better dead than alive," said Yorgaardman, the God of Justice, as he laughed. Then his clone in the Pantheon temple stood up. He coughed to clear his throat, and then he spoke in a resounding and deafening voice to ensure that every god in the temple could hear him clearly.
"Everyone! Let me share a piece of good news with you all!"
He paused for a moment. Then in a voice that was even louder than before, he shouted, "The God of Conspiracy is dead!"
His voice echoed throughout the Pantheon temple, other than that, there was absolute silence.
A moment later, one of the gods stood up and asked, "You're… kidding, right?"
