"God of Storms, I know who that young man is. He is Lord Arthur, and he is also my sworn enemy. I want to kill him too!" the God of Death said in a deep voice.
The God of Storms listened to the God of Death's explanation, silently judging whether it was true.
"Since you have awakened, you should meet the others," the God of Death said, changing the subject.
He did not want to mention how the Chains of Death had fallen into Lord Arthur's hands. That was a painful subject He did not wish to touch.
As the light and shadows flickered, the figures of three gods joined the projection.
Looking at those familiar faces, the God of Storms could not help recalling the past. Back then, the twelve gods had formed an alliance because the Five Great Gods were too powerful.
Yet they had still been driven into slumber by the Five Great Gods, forced to abandon most of their faith in God's Great World.
Now that they had met again, the gods could not help sighing with emotion.
"Everyone, I presume you are among the first gods to be awakened. Let me introduce the current situation in God's Great World," the God of Death said solemnly.
The three newly arrived gods had all learned something about the recent state of God's Great World through their followers, more or less. Still, they wanted to hear why the God of Death had awakened them.
The God of Storms, meanwhile, knew little about God's Great World. His followers had been too few, and he had lost them all shortly after awakening, leaving him without any source of information.
"God's Great World is still led by the Five Great Temples. The secular world is ruled by nobles, while knights protect