After hearing Firstborn's account, Lin En found himself unable to calm down for a long time.
Although he had yet to have any dealings with those so-called Gods' Families, there was no doubt that if he truly grew stronger in this world and his identity was exposed, the forces led by the Gods' Families would become the greatest obstacle in his path.
"When you put it that way, there doesn't seem to be much difference between those true gods and outer gods."
Lin En took a deep breath as he spoke.
Neither treated people as people. Both regarded lives as worthless.
And to mortals...
It felt like watching two giants endlessly playing a deadly game of power among the clouds. Whether deliberately or not, a single step could crush countless living beings, and if they accidentally destroyed the entire world, you would have no say in it whatsoever.
Because you were merely an ant.
Firstborn said softly:
"Wasn't it always like that? There's no inherent good or evil in this world. Your position determines what's right and wrong. When you grow from an ant into a towering giant, the stories among the ants no longer have anything to do with you."
Lin En turned to look at his face.
"Then do you still remember being an ant?"
A smile appeared on Firstborn's face. In fact, this was the first time he had seen such a solemn expression on this boy's face, and he found it rather interesting.
He replied jokingly.
"Perhaps I've forgotten."
Lin En watched him for a long time, then suddenly smiled.
"I haven't."
In the distance, the cold winds of the Icefield swept up countless flurries of snow, engulfing their figures as though, in that moment, fate had drawn two far-diverging paths between them.
And looking back