Deception was indeed probing Origin.
Originally, His plan had been no different from what was happening in the war now. He had merely pushed the timing back, because there were still many things He needed to do at present. He was in a hurry to unveil the final curtain, and what He brought to the actors onstage and the audience below was likely not a surprise, but a shock.
Whether the world could withstand that shock was another matter. Judging by the current situation, it certainly could not.
Origin was too powerful. No—perhaps the word "powerful" could not be used to define Him.
If two similar life-forms contained one that was stronger than the other, then it could be called "powerful." But Origin and the gods...
Could not even be considered the same kind of life-form.
Although the gods had always known that Origin had created everything and bestowed godhood upon them, after reigning as lofty deities for countless years, they lacked any clear understanding of a "Creator" who had never appeared before.
Today, that understanding had been completed.
Before Him, they were mortals—less than mortals, even!
Origin's actions filled the universe with fear. The Fear Faction appeared to have "won a great victory," but that was not actually the case.
A proper amount of fear was the courage to fight one's way out of a dead end and find a path to survival. But excessive fear would only become the final straw that broke the camel's back, causing the so-called Fear Faction to completely degenerate into the Despair Faction.
Just like now, with the gods utterly distraught.
When that smear of Bloody Mockery exploded over the real universe, countless worlds were collapsing and dying. Yet the gods saw clearly that the worlds vanishing from their vision were directly erased