Theo wasn’t aware of this, but the ancient elementals were proof of the similarities between gods and spirits. They were fragments of gods that had lost their power and divinity for some reason.

Mitra had been born from the remnants of the ancient Mother Earth, Demeter, at the end of the Age of Mythology, when the Titanomachy ended and Olympus was trampled on. While it was bored inside of Theo, Gluttony had come up with a hypothesis.

The material world is subject to the law of circulation. If a fallen god took the shape of an ancient elemental, there was no law stating that an ancient elemental couldn’t become a god again after regaining strength and divinity. In that sense, an ancient elemental could be seen as a god’s egg.

Of course, it was difficult to prove this hypothesis. How many ways were there to obtain divinity in this age? How difficult would it be to regain enough divinity to rival a god? It wouldn’t have been possible if Theo hadn’t met certain conditions.

[Hoing!]

Mitra responded vigorously to Gluttony.

“What, who is it? Whose voice is this?” Jerem looked around with shock, but he didn’t see Mitra.

Mitra had been summoned inside Theo’s body! In a voice...