"Your Majesty, I don't quite understand. Why would those gods manipulate extreme climate like this and make every living creature in the world suffer?"
Lately, Helaena had been practicing dragonriding with Danyla over the Sunset Sea. Last time, they had joined forces to enter the dream space and break through the Gods' blockade, allowing them to glimpse a fragment of the future.
From those limited glimpses, Danyla had realized that the present illusion of spring was merely a vile trick by the Gods, meant to make humanity lower its guard before they dealt it a fatal blow.
"People only become devout when they suffer. These evil gods and false gods are merely powerful beings who can manipulate certain elemental forces. They aren't gods at all."
"They use their so-called divine power to hide in unknown dimensions of space and time, stealing humanity's faith power to prolong their miserable existence. Everything they do is simply for the sake of gaining faith."
"Once all faith in them has been extinguished in this world, they will slowly disappear into the river of history for good."
Danyla knew Helaena could not yet fully understand what she was saying, so she changed the subject.
"So, Helaena, you must remember never to entrust your fate to anyone, especially those so-called gods. Now, we who possess the Dragon King Bloodline are the true gods of this world!"
"Your Majesty..."
At that moment, Helaena truly felt that Queen Danyla before her was the world's real goddess. It was only under her protection that tens of millions of ordinary people had safely endured a winter lasting more than ten years.
Moreover, during the decades of Danyla's reign, everyone in Westeros and the various kingdoms under Holy Flame Island had come to live without worrying about food or clothing. Such