To anyone hearing her voice, she would have sounded like an exceptionally seductive woman.
But that voice came from a skeleton.
Death.
The source that governed life and souls throughout the Multiverse.
The manifestation of the specific form in which all life came to an end.
The ruler of Yama, the God of Death, the king of hell, the devil king of hell—master of every evil force related to life, death, and demons that humans on Earth or other planets feared.
Of course, she was also one of the Creator Gods who had interacted with Earth's lifeforms the most.
For example, there had once been rumors involving her, Thanos, and Deadpool.
Whether they were merely rumors or actual romances, no one knew.
Although many advanced lifeforms in the Multiverse lived for a long time and occasionally followed gossip, they remained cautious when it involved the Five Creator Gods.
After all, one careless inquiry could lead to utter destruction.
In the eyes of the Five Creator Gods, all matter in the Multiverse was nothing more than toys.
As long as they did not violate the rules laid down by the Living Tribunal, they could control it as they pleased.
No one dared challenge the authority of the Five Creator Gods.
Never.
But recently, someone seemed to have appeared.
"You've gone off topic. Creator Gods, this meeting that happens once every ten thousand years isn't for idle chatter." Seeing the unconcerned attitudes and expressions of the Creator Gods, the ever-serious Eternity felt a headache coming on.
Although he currently had more time than he knew what to do with, he had no time for pointless chatter.
The sooner this boring meeting ended, the better.
No one liked meetings, not even gods, unless they had no choice.
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