The Throne Room gradually grew livelier.
Theus created many Named Ones in one go. Like puppets, they could only move their bodies stiffly and perform simple actions.
They gathered around Theus, calling him [Father] and trying their best to please him upon the throne.
At first, Theus was delighted. Perhaps this was the way to fight the gods. But gradually, he sensed that something was wrong.
"Bruno."
"Fa...ther..."
Bruno walked over to Theus with difficulty, turning his head stiffly to meet his gaze.
Theus sighed inwardly. These Named Ones seemed capable of only this much. Like stiff puppets, they tried to imitate him, but always fell short.
Theus closed his eyes and sensed the emotions of these Named Ones.
He had created all of them, and their minds were connected. He could directly read their emotions and thoughts.
"I see... You are still too far removed from humanity..."
The Named Ones had been created directly by him and had never lived in human society.
A person was the sum of all social relationships. If there was only one person in the world, then he would be no different from a beast. There were many Named Ones here, and human emotions would gradually arise among them as well, but that would take a long, long time...
The faster method was to let them come into direct contact with human society.
"I see. Something is still missing, something is still missing..."
Theus sat high upon the throne. Bodies formed and perished one after another beside the long table as he began his attempts anew.
Only this time, many Named Ones kept him company.
The Named Ones gathered around the throne, quietly accompanying their father.
After an unknown amount of time had passed.
At last, another body slowly raised its head.
He looked