Capítulo 152: Dawn of gods (1)

 Being obstinate, utilizing rebuttal, or beating your chest out with resolve couldn't change your predetermined fate. What will happen and what won't, had already been chosen; a foundation had been laid. 

But why? 

Why did it all matter? to prevent annihilation? to uphold an order?

He had spent his entire life being used, coerced into submission, made to live in complete terror, and made tow the line.

But.

There was always a but.

Whenever he took a life, whenever he spilled blood, whenever he made others experience terror that he was facing.... Even as a child... He couldn't deny the satisfaction he always felt. 

Having the knowledge that he was the blood moon god's reincarnation. A bloodthirsty dictator in the heavens. He understood that he was capable of much more. Because of that, his puppeteer had relied on him.