Land of the Central Sun

"Heh heh, this is a waste of effort." Poseidon mocked, his voice echoing in Swain's mind, thick with disdain.

"You might as well fully accept the power I gave you. No Ancient Weapons can compare to this old man's power." Poseidon continued to tempt Swain, as though he were bestowing an unparalleled gift upon him.

"Fully accept you? What would I become then?" Swain sneered, his voice brimming with wariness and doubt.

He would not easily believe Poseidon's proposal.

"Then you will be me, and I will be you." Poseidon's voice was full of temptation as he tried to break through Swain's mental defenses.

He tried to make Swain believe that, after merging, he would obtain unrivaled power, enough to look down on everything.

"Then I hope you'll willingly erase your own consciousness. Otherwise, don't talk to me." Swain replied firmly.

He knew full well what would happen if another consciousness completely took control of his body. It would be a terrifying disaster, especially when that existence had once been a "god."

"Impossible!" Poseidon flatly refused.

If he had been willing to accept the erasure of his own consciousness, he would never have chosen to be reborn through a Fruit again. He longed to use Swain's body to gain a new life and take control of everything once more.

"Then don't talk to me." Swain was deeply disgusted by the thought of another soul inside his body, especially one that had been trying to seize control of it.

The feeling was like a bone stuck in his throat, yet there was nothing he could do. He could not shake it off either; after all, it was the trouble brought by eating this Fruit. It truly gave him a headache.

"Help me persuade it. If you succeed, I can agree to