On the nameless Great Plains, countless newly created lives had just gained consciousness when instinct drove them to crawl upon the ground.
Humans had been created, and all other life had become active as well. They encountered the world for the first time, then began trembling under the unconscious pressure emanating from the gods in the sky.
But no god paid them any attention. At that moment, their gazes were all fixed on the newly ascended God King and the humans upon the earth.
"Thank you for your assistance, Ryan."
Cronus radiated a powerful divine aura, and for a moment, he was somewhat unable to control his strength. He stared at Ryan for several seconds, but eventually smiled.
"Thanks to you, humanity has been created. They truly are perfect lifeforms. I wonder, do you intend to take some with you, so that they might also have a presence in the Spirit World?"
"No need. That is not where they belong. The world of Spirituality does not welcome mortals of the living world to reside there for long. When the day of their deaths arrives, their souls will naturally return to my kingdom."
Ryan shook his head and rejected Cronus's proposal. He glanced toward where the Earth Mother stood. The feeling of being watched from that direction had still not vanished.
Judging by her aura, Gaia seemed to have recovered somewhat, but her condition remained dire. Her remaining Great Divine Power and status had barely been stabilized, but Ryan knew she would not hold on for long.
After all, neither Typhon nor Demeter had been born yet—not to mention the future Lord of the Netherworld.
"All right, then." Nearby, the God King nodded with feigned regret. "However, as the place where the gods created life, this land ought to have a