Alignment

"Hello Pleron"

"Hello Father"

Voices of intentions, the pair came to salutations in the satire of a normal blood and flesh pleasantries.

"Life must be hard now that both me and your mother is in absence at just the of thirteen"

"Nono father, in fact I'm grateful for such a wonderful experience"

"I've learned to become strong"

"Oh?"

An eyebrows raised and the sleight movement of a grin, the father pointed at his son.

"Having a deranged cerebral is considered as such?"

"Father, people of such standards are what we call geniuses"

A retort, Pleron took a step forward, right now the both of them are sorrounded by revolting and mocking statues depicting a son and his father.

"I'll finish these childish exchange right now and straight to the point I will go"

"I second that"

"Pleron, the Gods had given verdict that you stop your maddened intentions and join me back to main Earth"

Saying such, the father gave a serious and but a tinge of a caring gaze.

"Why don't they come down here and say it to my face then?"

"PLERON!"

"Right now the Gods of main Earth is outrage due to the dissappearance of your soul"

"Should I care?"

"Pleron, this is the Gods we are talking about, and I've come here to say their intentions"

"Wow, since when are the Gods desperate right now, that they're even sending crackheads like you as their messenger?"

"PLERON, I've already begged the deity Sros that I would be the one to handle your farce, right now if you were to deny me, that thing will haunt you down even in your afterlife"

"What a great and responsible father you are"

"And since when did you become a zealot, thought you were an atheist?"

In mocking responses, Pleron looked on interest as this is the first time his father had a meek stance.

"Just like you, I was an ambitious man who dreamt of power and money to conquer the world, but after that event of leaving you, voices began to fill my head telling me to change, and now I've become a better man"

"So Pleron, won't you join me and change as well?"

"I promise you that I'll be a good father"

"Heh! this is too petty, why don't you say that to the abandoned orphans out there, maybe they'll listen to you"

Bang~

Having clarify his intention to finish the stupid spouting nonsense of the old man, Pleron as usual took the gun with both hands and aim for the head, but it only seemed to have gone past the body.

"It seems my child had failed to convert his own flesh and blood"

"And children who can't follow orders are useless"

Unbeknownst to the eyes of the present, a tall old man with a hunched back seemed to have appeared and was putting a hand on the shoulder of Pleron's father.

"Wa-wait, don't your holiness, I can handle this so please"

"Begone sinner"

"Don't kill me"

"Pleron please!!"

Dust, the father begged on his knees as the vigor on his eyes seemed to have dimmed, replaced by tears that seemed to pass by his runny nose and wrinkled face, only to be turned to a speck of dust, seeing that there was no escape to his misfortune, the father looked into Pleron's eyes with insanity, as if the tears before were just an act to escape his fate.

"KILL THEM ALL!"

'In the end, the fool called my father thought he could fill his ambitions by sticking through the asses called Gods'

'Just like my former self and my father, they were actors who played the fool dancing on thin ice, just to fulfill childish dreams'

'Now I'll show the both of you the path that I've took'

Pleron's image of his father was a huge wall, something that can't be broken nor pass by, and seeing the pathetic display, his mind seemed to have felt liberated.

"What's this?"

Upon seeing Pleron who should have been shook to his core, the boy just seemed to have felt a wave of comfort instead.

"Boy"

"Do you not fear me?"

Seeing an Overtowering old man suddenly appear on his face, made Pleron's eyes looked on disgust.

(Pokerface skill used)

Bang~

"Fuck off weirdo"

(You have thwarted Sros)

(You are now returning to the continent)

....

"A bullet to the head could do it huh?"

With a muzzled aimed to the head of Sros, a bullet seemed to have pierced a hole through his glabella, his eyes widened in shocked due to the unforeseen event.

"Unfazed in front of a being such as me?"

"This won't happen again"

With dispersing light that took the body away, Pleron's situation was also the same.

"Shouldn't rely on shitty skills, dumbass"