"Complete creation?"
At those words, Gaia froze, never expecting Zhang Qi to make such an outrageous claim.
A human, an individual from an inferior civilization, a tiny being who still needed their Star God bodies for interstellar travel, was now claiming he would complete the great work of creation.
"Otan only planted a seed."
"He sacrificed himself to become nourishment. Everything he did was meant to free this universe from the course he had set for it, allowing it to undergo natural, chaotic evolution until it finally gave birth to genuine life, unconstrained by programming."
Zhang Qi looked at the stunned Star God before him and explained further,
"When that time comes, the Galaxy Star will become the final source of nourishment, driving this universe through its second and final stage of growth."
"So that's how it is..."
Hearing that, Taisis finally understood.
That explained a great many things.
Why, among powerful Star Gods like them, only Apollo and Saron—the two beings closest to Otan's original form—could barely manage to touch the Galaxy Star.
Yet an ordinary human child could treat it like a toy.
It was because Otan had never intended this thing for them in the first place.
They were merely tools, representing the forces of light and darkness, whose conflict would foster the universe's growth.
"Our existence..."
Taisis's voice held a bitterness that seemed to drain him of all his strength.
"We slaughtered one another for thousands of years. We lost friends, betrayed our beliefs... all for this?"
"Life makes its own choices, and you're no different.
You can fight for your own desires, like Saron.
Or, like you, you can grow weary and want to give up.
Those are all your own choices. Only when you understand how to choose can you truly grow."
Zhang Qi