The only thing to be seen in the god’s eyes was apathy. It was as if to īt, all experiences in life were devoid of both joy and sorrow. Life was fine. Death was also fine. Everything was just part of the simple cycle of reincarnation. When to awaken. When to return. Īt could ‘see’ everything.6

Fate itself was like a host of particles that formed a river, and every single wave and ripple on its surface was something īt was aware of. Therefore, to the eyes of a god, calmness was the most unchangeable factor of time. It was as if from the moment īt gained consciousness, īts gaze never faltered. It was that way when īt fought the human antemage, and it was also that way when īt was suppressed by the three gods.5

And it was the same today, when īt used the corpse of the emperor to awaken within the god domain and get a chance to change the situation in the Mountain and Sea Region. It didn’t matter that īt was extremely weak right now. Whether the result was success or failure, it would all bring valuable experience.7

And thus, īt looked around at the area in which īt had awoken. The canopy of heaven was shattered. The planets had become dust and joined the tempest. Time in this place had stopped moving. All of the natural and magical laws had lost their essence.0

Even the air seemed still and unmoving. There was little need to mention... the ants charging...7