It was, an infinite darkness.
No matter how far one went, there was no end
,m No matter how long one waited, there was no dawn.
There was one spot, where there was light.
A throne that floated within the darkness--Only there.
A being sat on this throne looking at a screen in front of him, displayed on the screen was the image of a nine-year-old boy rolling on his bed.
"Even though I said that, I was not actually going to take away the blessing."
He waved his hand and the screen disappeared.
"He's still weak for now, Artemisia really outdid herself sending him over there."
He sighed as he thought of the goddess who claimed she did not care about the world, yet took great pain to send someone to save it.
"Hopefully, 'he' doesn't get pissed when 'he' wakes up from his sleep."
His heterochromatic red and blue eyes flashed, lighting up his face temporarily.
"Oh well, I have things to do myself. It's been far too long since an enjoyable event happened, why don't I start it up myself this time?" Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel[f]ire.net
He grinned as he disappeared from there, leaving the throne behind in the infinite darkness.
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