Stavichia was in agony.
Even though it had once again gained the power of a High God.
Even though countless eyes watched it with envy.
It felt no happiness at all.
Because it understood one thing all too well.
The Supreme?
Heh...
The so-called Supreme was nothing more than a slightly larger stone on the God Sequence Path.
They were merely a bunch of test subjects, a bunch meant to entertain [Void]. In the eyes of the truly powerful, so-called False Gods were merely monsters with stronger bodies that yielded somewhat better materials when killed.
Stavichia knew.
There was a Mammoth God that had long since been kept as livestock by several Human Train Conductors belonging to the Ancient Council. They had even made a deal with [Void], turning it into a source of meat.
Was there any difference between it and the Mammoth God?
It was merely being treated as a toy instead of food.
Heh...
Stavichia stared straight at Void.
Its eyes held none of the fear of the other False Gods, and its face was covered in a thoroughly self-mocking smile.
Yet this very state, so different from the other False Gods, greatly pleased Void.
"Hmm? That look in your eyes~ How interesting. What, are you unhappy about returning to the position of a High God~?"
The assembled "Gods" looked at it.
"What meaning would dissatisfaction have? I am merely a counterfeit monster, a fabricated God who accepted the power you bestowed.
I know what you want to do...
You...
You only want us monsters to become nourishment for those Human Train Conductors.
The so-called struggles, the so-called defeats, are all arranged with those humans in mind.
To put more and more Divinity, God Cores, and divine objects into human hands, making those humans stronger.
Lord Void,