Hill could guess that the River Styx, which had never been particularly quick to react, had probably truly overlooked Telashir's existence before.
But after encountering him, the River Styx would inevitably have learned everything clearly... The Undead might have played wildly, but not to the extent that they could alarm the River Styx.
Instead, encountering the descendant of an old friend in this world had made him break his eternally unchanging rhythm with a special beat, just to see what this newly emerged world was like... what was so special about it that it had caught the eye of that incredibly discerning World Tree.
Otherwise, by his usual standards, for a world like Telashir that had only just come into contact with the Multiverse, the time before the River Styx made contact on its own initiative was almost always measured in hundreds of thousands of years.
Just like the world before them... Though that mad Silver Moon Goddess had opened this new world's gate to the outside early, if the Devils had not played too wildly, the River Styx would never have noticed this new world already steeped in the aura of death.
Even if the Devils had stolen a great number of souls that belonged to him, he would not have cared much before discovering it.
He simply disliked people silently making a move to snatch his things, but that did not mean he truly valued those souls.
Otherwise, the Gods would not have been able to fish their followers out of the River Styx so easily.
Generally speaking, in such new worlds, death's aura had to accumulate for a million years or so. Only after it remained unresolved for so long would a Death God be born or resonate into existence, and then that Death God would communicate