The weak!
Should struggle!
Should experience hardship!
Should crawl before the strong and show their respect!
Within the Bottomless Abyss.
That was the most fundamental ironclad law!
Leaping about would only get one treated as a convenient snack by those above.
But right now, because of Lady of Pain and the others' little masquerade games.
Orsaga felt a pain in the ass whenever he looked at those reckless weaklings.
He could not understand.
Why, as the God Above Gods here and the true ruler in every sense, Lady of Pain would play house with such ridiculously weak fellows.
The simplest solution was clearly to reveal her identity, just as AO did.
Then no suicidal fool would dare come looking for trouble...
After all, ever since the Beginning of Creation, AO had sat at the very center of the Pantheon, looking down upon the countless worlds of the entire plane!
He had never shown the slightest intention of hiding himself!
Yet.
Even now, no exceptionally skilled and bold fellow had dared challenge that highest-difficulty dungeon and vie for the position of true overlord!
Because everyone knew that trying it meant dying—it was no joke...
Compared with that, Lady of Pain's actions were no different from wearing brocade through the night.
Not being able to show off was one thing.
Every so often, she even got provoked by trash.
It was utterly baffling...
Sigh, this is painful...
In the end, faced with Orsaga's question.
Lady of Pain had no intention of concealing anything and calmly explained:
"That is both a form of amusement and a trial."
"In my eyes, those ambitious people who come one after another, regardless of their aims, are growing so long as they strive for their own goals."
"Besides that, with so many failures serving as examples, those