A Small Request

Silence was the void of the moment.

Although the gigantic skull said nothing, it once again stirred up a vast expanse of green flames, burning through the void inside and out, layer after layer. Now, whether it was the surface void or the deeper Nothingness, not a single one of Them could peer through the boundless flames of death and see this place.

When only two voices remained here, the skull put away its scythe and said in a buzzing voice:

"What, do you, desire?"

"You're willing to talk now?

"Good. I won't disturb you too much, much less push you into opposition with Them. I've only come to make a small request.

"A wish you could fulfill with nothing more than a blink."

A wish? Hmph.

"What, request?" The ghostly flames in the gigantic skull's eyes flickered erratically. No one could guess what the Third God of Life was thinking at that moment.

"Grant that poor believer of Destiny a new faith. My cold and heartless sister sees nothing but what is predetermined, completely forgetting that She has other followers.

"Look at this poor little Prophet. They keep looking her over, trying to see through Destiny by doing so—but what has she done wrong?"

"?"

The gigantic skull fell silent again. This time, it truly had not expected Deception's request to be so outrageous.

The outrageous part was not that it could not fulfill the request, but that it could do so far too easily. Just as the other party had said, it was merely a small "wish."

The problem was that after going to such great lengths to scheme against him, he had ultimately made a request concerning Destiny... No, concerning a believer of Destiny, a player.

What... was he trying to do again?

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