"We came here not to conquer, not to rule—we came only to destroy! Have the deaths of your elders, your brothers, your friends still not awakened you?"
"When we arrived here, the humans did not even have a single child! This place was merely one of their breeding grounds—or perhaps that is the only term we can use to describe it! Yet even such a breeding ground, one that had lost nearly all its strength because of their internal strife, unleashed combat power so terrifying after we attacked that we nearly lost all our companions!"
"You are playing with fire!" the Screeching Lord roared furiously. "You arrogant, foolish little brats, you are playing with fire! You think you have grasped everything about this terrifying race, but when they awaken, when they regain the power in their bloodlines, we will all die! We will all face their most brutal vengeance!"
The Dawn God and the God of War laughed at the same time, and the laughter of thousands upon thousands of powerful gods rang out from high above.
The Dawn God let out a leisurely sigh, then shook his head disdainfully at the Screeching Lord. "Screeching Lord, you are all old. You have fallen behind; your minds have grown too rigid! Their most brutal vengeance? Humans are now nothing but our dogs, our tools, our... supplements! If they might awaken, then we simply make sure they never awaken. Would that not be enough?"
The God of War laughed smugly. "We have mastered their civilization, controlled their culture, manipulated their education and all their knowledge! The wise among them either become our believers, are burned to death, or thrown into Divine Prison; the finest among them are all slain in wars we instigate before they can fully mature!"
The God of War