'Though now worshipped by the Balmarians as the Sun God, in truth, the original Mithras was not a solar deity. Rather, he was the Idol of the Sun God—meaning that the real Sun God worshipped him.
In the Balmarian Aristocracy, that name is sacred and carries enormous weight—with its bearer possessing equal status to the Holy Emperor. For Menaka to have given her son that name…is truly worrying.' The moment his arm fell, words previously spoken by Akamana echoed in Belphegor's mind.
In each era, prodigies arise from various backgrounds, transcending the norm, challenging boundaries, breaking records, and outdoing their predecessors. Among them, some would rise above the rest, but as progress stays eternal, our legends would eventually get toppled by the next wave of prodigies. At least till now, this was Belphegor's belief.
The Angra siblings have been defeated! Mithras: 3! Angra Theocracy: 0!
Also, to thank my man for the magic castle, there will be an extra chap tomorrow. With that said, enjoy!