He Is But A Mere Tool...

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Jupiter had finished the meeting and sat down over his throne while sighing in relief, he resembled the faint appearance of a human made of bright nebulas glistening with yellow and orange colors, as his daughter, who looked more huma-like, Europa, walked at his side.

"Father, are you okay?" she asked.

"Yes I am fine… Have Kireina- I mean, Baltis, left?" asked Jupiter.

"Indeed, she left just now. As you said, I won't call her for personal meetings…" said Europa.

"Good. To think that Baltis would become one of her clones… Well, my lord seemed pleased by that at the end. And as his servants, we must please his likings, and let whatever he wants to live—alive," sighed Jupiter.

"But if he doesn't want us to kill her, does our lord wants us to suicide so she can grow stronger by devouring us?" asked Europa.