After ninety-five years of experiencing the mundane life of a mortal, A'lravee woke up from his grave five years later to find out that things were way more complicated than what he thought them to be and that the last hundred years was just a short period his parents invested into raising him, a young god.

Faced with his not-so-new reality, he quickly realizes that he has to drop some of his way of thinking if he wants to have a comfortable life within this vast universe.

From planet-busting spaceships to unique creatures capable of superhuman feats and magicians who could reshape entire continents.

He could definitely not forget his fellow gods whose powers he could not even begin to comprehend.

With new ideas, mentality, a rising desire, and an ambition he never knew he could have, he decides to follow an unethical path to acquire as much power as possible.

At the end of the day, he's not the only one willing to do anything for power.

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The Sodernite wanted to speak out but found his mouth uncomfortably kept shut by that annoying invisible force. 


‘What do you want?’ The sodernite responded with a thought instinctively. 


‘I want you to do as I command,’ Al'ravee replied nonchalantly. The humans wept and wailed for their fallen kin while he took the time to have a conversation with the enemy. 


Darius, with the help of some men, had begun unloading the trailer of the dead bodies. 


Every time a dead body was brought down, those who recognized it would burst into tears. They couldn't believe it, the man, the child, they had seen so active yesterday, came back as a pale body disfigured. 


The sodernite looked at the radiant being fiercely, ‘I already serve a god,’ 


‘I know, I know, I'm not asking you to denounce your god or any of that shit. Just help me out with this and I'll let you go. Besides, I have a message that I want you to deliver to your god.’ 


Chapter 106: Grief