"You should ask him," Reavire said.
"Yeah. I will do that," Lawrend replied.
Lawrend said his temporary farewells and flew. He slowly flew until he was out of their vision.
Once they couldn't see him, Lawrend used his fastest speed and exited the Human World.
Outer space silently greeted Lawrend. The emptiness and the blazing heat emitted by the sun tried to sear his flesh. Thankfully, he was a God, as the heat would be enough to fry an Arch Mage to a crisp in an hour.
"Darkness…"
After creating his world, Lawrend learned where the Darkness Mana accumulated in a planetary system.
He found a clump of Darkness Mana—a crystal so pure it resembled an obsidian, yet it had the blackest of blacks. No one would have been able to find it unless they were at Lawrend's level, a God, so to speak.
Why was he doing this, you asked? Well, he wanted to give rings to his maids.
"Aleshia, done."