"You really do know a lot!"
Saint Saturn sneered, veins bulging on his forehead as sweat dripped down.
No amount of arrogance in his words could change the fact that he felt guilty and afraid.
"Not much!"
Which camp would Shane choose-the neutrals, the rulers, or the free?
Why couldn't he have it all?
If the only free person was also the ruler, then to the people of the world, they would be free. At that point, Shane would no longer be human, but a true god surpassing Imu.
An individual who could go wherever he wanted, with an immortal body, an endless lifespan, and no equal in the world, was a god. Why would he need to fear humans?
Since Imu dared not appear before the world, that meant that even though he was incomparably powerful, he had weaknesses and fears of his own.
Moreover, although Imu himself was shrouded in darkness upon the Throne, and the ancient giant straw hat was kept in an ice vault, the place where Lili had supposedly died was covered in flowers and bathed in sunlight.
That meant Imu had once stood among all three camps, ultimately choosing the one most beneficial to himself.
Blackbeard could lie low and wait decades for a single Dark-Dark Fruit. Why couldn't Imu wait for the same reason?
If that fated opportunity had never come, Imu would have spent his entire life playing the nice guy among them.
"I've been in three different environments too, but my choice wasn't to end up in darkness. It was to have everything!"
On the seas of today, darkness occupied the highest place, having overturned the world eight hundred years ago.
The former symbol of the sun had been frozen in a dark, frigid ice vault, yet even that could not