Satrya
So I am truly a world core.
Well then, it is hard to take in—not.
At least it is what I have both been told and realised.
Anyway! Time to truly devour this meal in front of me. What a wonderful thing, eh?
My gaze roved my surroundings. The gods are pretty much dead, ah what a pity.
That goddess had a pleasant taste though I wish that I had eaten that king of gods.
Sigh if I had eaten him I would have been a bit more patient with this sister of mine.
Sigh, oh well, all I can say is, such a pity.
A column fell, shaking where I stood, walls crumbled and what had once been beautiful now looked like a wreck.
To be honest, this was the main realm of the gods, but if one had to compare them to myself their realm was really nothing.
Yeh, I know I'm too perfect to have any minor god realm to be compared to me. (Author: yuh know you have one hand a mangled wing, plus part of your head is damaged right?)