Subduing the Marauder Legion was much easier than Lake had imagined.
Lake had just finished explaining his ideals and his plans for the Seven Lantern Corps' future when Stakar and his stepsister-wife, Aleta, expressed their willingness to join with their fleet members.
After all...
This was a path to heaven.
Standing behind the Seven Lantern Corps was not just anyone, but a god—a Celestial God who had just displayed his immense power by killing his own father.
Who wouldn't want to join?
Perhaps those with severe moral scruples would refuse, but was the Marauder Legion made up of such people? Put another way, if the Marauders' real name were the Saint Mother Legion, Lake would only choose to kill them, never subdue them.
"Do not interfere with the culture of any planet..."
Stakar listened to one of the Oa's Ten Commandments and looked at Lake. "King of Gods Zeus, this one..."
"Ordinary belongs with the ordinary, and the supernatural belongs with the supernatural!"
"..."
Lake looked at Stakar, the corners of his mouth lifting. "When it came to the splendor of life, even a god's life was no more splendid than that of an ordinary being. I know what you want to say. The Oa's Ten Commandments are merely requirements I have for your legion commanders. As for what you do, you can decide for yourselves. I won't decide your path of development. Likewise, I'm telling you this: I won't decide for you, and you must not decide the fate of life itself."
Stakar: "..."
Divide and govern.
This was not something Lake had planned from the beginning. It was simply what Lake felt would work better.
He had learned it from Earth, after all.
The supernatural belonged with the supernatural.
The ordinary belonged with the ordinary.
If the supernatural