Chapitre 120: Die. For. Me 2 (slight gore warning!!!)
Satrya
So I am truly a world core.
Well then, it is hard to take in—not.
At least it is what I have both been told and realised.
Anyway! Time to truly devour this meal in front of me. What a wonderful thing, eh?
My gaze roved my surroundings. The gods are pretty much dead, ah what a pity.
That goddess had a pleasant taste though I wish that I had eaten that king of gods.
Sigh if I had eaten him I would have been a bit more patient with this sister of mine.
Sigh, oh well, all I can say is, such a pity.
A column fell, shaking where I stood, walls crumbled and what had once been beautiful now looked like a wreck.
To be honest, this was the main realm of the gods, but if one had to compare them to myself their realm was really nothing.
Yeh, I know I'm too perfect to have any minor god realm to be compared to me. (Author: yuh know you have one hand a mangled wing, plus part of your head is damaged right?)
L’AVIS DES CRÉATEURS 
SUPER_WEIRDO
SUPER_WEIRDO I had written this book as a pure noob. I knew nothing about keyboard for correcting sentences or even word doc. Haha, but I wanted to write about Satrya so I did. I felt that now, I have come a long way--still a noob but it's better, I'm correcting to better express my favourite character.
Killing off the sister, and writing this chapter and the others to come, I admit. I cried like a girl.
It was horrible but a must.
Sigh.
Poor little sister.
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone