"I might not know Gaim, but I know Zhang Heng very well," Kronos said. "He's not the type to obediently let others manipulate him. Since he rejected my proposal, there's no reason he'd accept Gaim's arrangement—especially when doing so would kill him. What bargaining chip did you offer him?"
"We didn't offer him anything," Little Mustache said. "This is his story. It should have been written by him all along. Everyone else in the story, including Gaim and me, is merely a supporting character."
"I don't want to keep playing riddles with you," Kronos said, shaking his head. "I'm going to tell the other gods what you've done. This so-called Eden Plan sounds like nothing but a conspiracy. The people who left before have all vanished without a trace. Who knows where they really went?"
Little Mustache looked utterly innocent. "Isis and the others chose the place. She picked a tulip and created a pure land atop a mountain no one could ever find. It's enough to sustain us until the world is destroyed, but the condition is that they must be completely cut off from the outside world."
"Don't mention Isis to me. We all know what kind of woman she is. As long as the price is high enough, she'll betray anyone." Kronos sneered.
Little Mustache spread his hands, making a gesture that said there was nothing he could do about it.
"No matter what the others choose, I'm not going to that so-called Eden," Kronos declared. He was about to say more when Apollo's music suddenly came to an abrupt halt.
Then, as if someone had pressed a pause button, every god present froze in place.
Everyone's gaze converged on the figure that had appeared on the dock at some unknown moment.
In the end, the God