At this point, Ego no longer had any trace of Quill's companions in his heart. His eyes were filled entirely with the Quill standing before him.
This was his treasure, a treasure one would be hard-pressed to find among ten thousand.
Yet seeing Quill's feelings for his companions, Ego still furrowed his brow. Such mortal emotions should not exist in Quill's heart.
But Quill was already standing before him, so there was no need to rush things.
He had already waited tens of thousands of years. What difference would another day or two make when it came to Quill?
Hmm, two days might be a little too long. Then half a day it was!
Twelve hours would be enough for Quill to forget those people and join his plan.
He would achieve that ultimate purpose. I, Ego, would become the true god capable of changing the entire universe!
But right now, Quill was merely excitedly playing with the energy in his hands, feeling the powerful energy that had suddenly appeared within his body. This feeling of becoming stronger was wonderful.
The two of them grew increasingly absorbed in tossing the energy back and forth.
This high-energy little sphere, which would cause an ordinary person's flesh and blood to dissolve the instant they touched it, was as easy to handle in their hands as a light little tennis ball.
Ego also excitedly played along with Quill, though he believed this activity to be utterly meaningless.
But Ego had also noticed Quill's wariness toward him, and these little actions could open Quill's heart.
This was something Quill had always longed for. Ever since he was little, he had envied other children who had fathers to play with them because he had no father.
Precisely because of this, Quill became much closer to