When Qiu Ji woke again, he saw a familiar ceiling. This was the prayer room of the Kabonebog Church's Pontiff. Disbelief, fear, and fury coursed through him.
There was no doubt about it: his advancement to Epic had failed. A creature from fifty thousand years ago had swallowed him whole! Though he had no idea why he was here, the overwhelming weakness kept reminding Qiu Ji that he had failed to advance to Epic!
Although five Creation Fragments still remained, Qiu Ji had suffered irreversible damage. He was furious, but fifty thousand years was enough to turn a naive infant into a calculating old fox who never let his emotions show.
Though Qiu Ji had no way to recover his strength, Sid was still Legendary.
Without dwelling on it, Qiu Ji immediately summoned Sid.
Seeing Sid's utter devotion as he stood before him, Qiu Ji relaxed his guard a little. He looked at Sid and said,
"For these fifty thousand years, the Kabonebog Church has faithfully fulfilled the duties expected of my lambs. I am very pleased."
At this, Sid prostrated himself in reverent trepidation.
"All for our god."
Though wounded, Qiu Ji still held the Divine Status of the Father of the World. Sid did not notice his weakness. He merely thought, So the Creator God is this kind and approachable? He really is just as the legends describe.
Qiu Ji paid no attention to Sid's thoughts and continued,
"So I have decided to grant you some blessings. Go and bring me the four lambs you trust most."
Ecstasy spread across Sid's face. He bowed deeply once more, then left the prayer room.
Watching Sid leave, Qiu Ji felt utterly helpless. Given a choice, he would not have wanted to share his power with anyone else, but he was