Chương 1882: Clash of the Titans [11]

The Dark God found himself enveloped in Damien's past and present.

Damien grew up as an only child in a single-parent household, which was something the Dark God had never experienced. In those first sixteen years when nothing much really happened, his thoughts on Damien were no more than comparisons to his own situation.

'This life…this world…'

This was a place where nobody existed except him. As such, all of the barriers he used to hide his true self from others were gone. He was finally acting like an actual person.

As he saw how Damien grew, the feeling that spawned in his heart was strange.

Was it envy?

Because compared to his life, even what could be considered suffering for Damien was nothing?

Damien had a difficult life, but he was still privileged. Even if he had to sleep on the streets occasionally, he was never truly homeless.

Hell, even if he was homeless, he would have had it better.