"The primordial Origin! What are you trying to do again? Didn't the previous lesson you get from messing with the World tree wake you up?" Another figure appeared in the distance, looking at the giant human behemoth standing opposite the massive tree.
"What do you know? Yggdrasill(world tree) will hold fruits for a certain period, but each withers after a certain period, before they wither, I want to try again!" The figure was clearly unwilling to give up.
"Don't tell me you are not tempted. Unlike those creatures born inside, we have no choice but to take a risk. What is the worst that could happen?" He asked in confusion.
"Eh!! Death!" The other figure hidden in the darkness replied without even thinking twice.
"Exactly!" Primordial Origin shouted.
*****
Back in the Nivarna Realm, Immortal Faction Core region, Musk's hands were holding onto a small booklet. It was made from strange materials.
Thanks for the golden Tickets