She let him come to grips with his new reality before she continued talking.
"As for why you're alive, I foresaw this moment back then. I survived my fall and came here to build a small hut. I have been living here ever since, waiting for you. I didn't know when you will arrive but I knew you will arrive. The hut is by a river, you floated down the stream and I rescued you. I paid someone to rescue you to be precise. I don't have that much strength anymore and I don't want to join you in drowning." She chuckled at her joke.
"You knew all this was going to happen? Why didn't you tell me?" Xanc asked.
"You wouldn't have listened. I told you that resistance was futile but you didn't listen. I left you alone because I knew that you wouldn't die. The future is constantly changing, they are several futures and several paths of destiny. But the vision I saw back then showed me a point where all possibilities converged into a definite outcome. It was like a terrible force declared that future. The gods were going to lose, it was inevitable. The only thing uncertain is how long they are going to struggle at death's door. You and I were not fated to die, this is why we are living. Simple as that." Sito explained in an unusually stern voice.
Xanc sighed and his anger left him. "I understand. I asked a stupid question. Thank you for saving me."
"Not to worry. We are friends. What exactly made you decide to fall?" Sito asked.
"I honestly don't know, what I do know is that if I had hesitated I would have died," Xanc answered with a chill in his voice. The memory of that undetermined danger filled him with dread.
Sito only shook her head. She didn't know what the powerful force was but her visions when she was a god informed her that her life would have been in danger if she had stayed.
Her power to see into the future would have attracted the attention of that powerful force and it would have focused on her. Her ability would become her doom. The ability to see into the future required the proper strength to guarantee one's life before it can be taken advantage of. That's why she chose to fall, that powerful force probably had something to do with xanc fall too. She decided not to bring up that sad event anymore. A fall from grace is never a joyful thing.
She returned to sit beside him. "What is your plan now?"
"I don't know. Am I even allowed to have a plan? I just want to be with someone familiar right now." Xanc answered after some time of thinking.
Siti smiled at that. Her smile brought out the charm of a matured female battle sage monkey. She said, "Well you are in luck. I am familiar with you so you don't have to go so far."
Xanc teared up. "Thank you, Sito. You were right. I should have left with you back then. I shouldn't have been so stubborn. The entire war was simply a formality and I almost sacrificed to that formality." He began to cry while Sito comforted him.
And they lived the rest of their days together in happiness and bliss. They are one of the very few who were affected by the war of the gods and had a relatively happy ending.
The war of the gods may have had little impact on those that sided with the racial council but it has had a large impact all the same. The people in the divine alliance had been living in a nightmare since the war started. They were attacked, their people killed, their churches destroyed and their gods killed. All this started because someone told a paranoid ancient tree that its life might be in danger.
Xanc's hopes and dreams were dashed, he may have come within inches of death, and he may have lost his wealth and fortune. It is still better than becoming a god-level fertilizer.
Back at the war front. On the Leviathan Battle Star. A few minutes after the fall of Xanc.
The battle on the main plane had finished by now. The allied forces were cleaning up the battlefield and more of them had spread out to look for any place still worshipping the gods. It would take a lot of time and effort but those that made progress in their search will be highly worried.
They had the equipment to detect any divine activity in the main plane so the gods will have to lay low so that their believers will not be discovered. Even if the people refuse to give up their faith, after long periods of no response from their deity, they will come to accept reality. The reality that the end of the era of gods has arrived.
The son of the legends instructed the Leviathan Battle Star to move in a certain direction. No one knew where they were going exactly but no one questioned him. A few minutes later he made the Battle Star stop. The distance they had moved in that small amount of time was over a hundred kilometers because of the speed of the battle star. Its top speed is very high but it needs a long time to fully accelerate to reach it and the drag of the atmosphere makes that time even longer. The battle star is usually used in the void which will eliminate drag.
After waiting for a few minutes more the son of legends raised his hand. A Godhood with his hair tied around it fell into his hands. It wasn't a normal Godhood. It looked like the core of a celestial.
The Godhood belonged to the celestial god that died. He was also the last god to die. Guntu who had been watching every movement of the son of legends widened his eyes in realization. He had been shadowing the other Origin god hoping to see something cool and what he had just witnessed blew his mind.
"This is cheating." He roared silently within his mind in admiration.
He saw the single hair fiber when it was launched, he paid extra attention then. The hair killed a lot of god's avatars and he was sure that the main bodies will also die in the divine plane. He saw one weak god escape with luck. The hair had lost momentum after killing the other gods so it came to rest on the shoulder of the avatar. That god probably felt something wrong and took back his avatar in a hurry. Guntu saw that the hair followed the avatar into the divine plane and here it was, returning with what appears to be the Godhood of a celestial.
A complete Godhood, a Godhead. He could only imagine what had happened in the divine plane. He was itching to find out so he summoned his courage to ask.
"I know what you want to ask." The son of legends spoke before he asked.
"It was just a small lesson. I wanted to teach that ignorant grand god a lesson he would never forget for insulting our ancestors, but he was being protected by fate. That means no matter what I do, he couldn't die now. So I had to give up on killing him, I sent the attack to curl the gods and to gather information."
The son of legends hefted the brightly glowing ball of light about 10 centimeters in diameter. He threw it up and caught it like a ball. Like a plaything.
"Thankfully the avatar that took my hair also took it to their council location so I was able to achieve my four objectives. Teach the grand god a lesson, kill some gods, gather information about their supreme and acquire a Godhead of nature's domain." The celestial god said.
"And before you ask what use I have for the Godhead, I will answer. It is for you. I have a feeling you need it."
Guntu's mouth dropped open. It was a reflex reaction carried over from when he still had a fleshy body. He was stunned. He realized that such a display wasn't right for an Origin god but he never cared about that.
He indeed needed the Godhead. Ancestor Hadrick asked him to bring one a few weeks back, it should also be nature related. Hadrick had only asked him because he was the only one fully capable of fulfilling the requirements. It was an odd request that he intended to fulfill if the chance came up, but he had never mentioned it to anyone. Now he got a Godhead for free without doing anything.
The son of legends continued. "I have a feeling that giving you this godhead will bring about a favorable and monumental change to the future of the race. So here, take it." He retrieved his hair and threw the godhead to Guntu.
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