With a low-quality son hurting a high-quality son, Izanagi swore he would never let anything like that happen again.
The moment any low-quality son or daughter was born, he would strangle them with his own hands.
That was the power of a tangible hand!
Besides, for Izanagi, personally killing his own children wasn't anything new.
But now that he thought about it, he felt he'd gotten a raw deal. He'd killed a high-quality child just to avenge that ugly woman Izanami. If he'd known what Izanami had looked like back then, he wouldn't have laid a hand on the Fire God.
Such a high-quality son, broken into pieces just like that and turned into several weak attendant gods!
Agh, the more he thought about it, the more he felt he'd gotten a raw deal!
Although the Fire God's flames could harm gods as powerful as them, looking back, one reason was that Izanami had just given birth and was relatively weak. Another was that the child had just been born and couldn't control his own power.
"Ah, Fire God, my good son! How could you have died? What a waste!"
Izanagi shook his head, his face full of regret. Who had killed such a high-quality, good son of his? Oh, he'd done it himself. Never mind, then.
After all, the Fire God had only lost his life, while Izanagi had gained satisfaction at the time. Any way he looked at it, it had been worth it!
After all, he could always have another son, but when he was in a bad mood, he was in a bad mood.
"Oh, besides Hiruko, we had another low-quality child back then. I'll go look for them later and see where they are. A low-quality child like that shouldn't be allowed to remain in