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Someone responded to Kayden, "They exist, but they are not present in the world power dynamics. "
Since Yan managed to recover his wife, he entered a state of seclusion, and consequently, most of the false gods followed the same path. They were all determined to find a way to become gods themselves.
Moreover, since their leader was unwilling to confront other high-level gods, they lost a lot of combat strength. Yan would only emerge in moments when he believed his organization was being wronged.
"Are they still searching for Kayden Heart?" Kayden’s question surprised everyone and left them uneasy.
Everyone recognized that name, but almost no one there knew who this person was or why they were being sought. It was one of the mysteries only those in power understood.
Kayden had read about this search for him in Nivus’ mind. Yan conducted this search and swore under the heavens to repay Kayden for helping him recover his wife.
"Yes, but no one knows who he is," Kayden received this response. Yan had indeed kept his promise.
"Can you from Obsession take me to them? I have important information; I will consider it a personal favor." No one there had any idea how valuable a favor from Kayden was.
"Of course, you’ve become one of our friends."
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The world of false gods was surreal in its vastness, at least several hundred million kilometers. It was so large that each corner became something unique and special.
In **Thaldrion**, the world extends over incalculable distances, with landscapes as diverse as they are endless. The forests are so dense and vast that they seem infinite, and the mountains, towering like pillars, pierce the skies, reaching beyond the clouds. Rivers of fire and frozen seas coexist, while magical deserts shift their dunes at the whim of invisible winds. Every corner of this world pulses with mystical energy, an arcane force that permeates both the sky and the earth, vibrating in harmony with the beings that inhabit it. Beneath the surface, crystalline caves hide ancient secrets, while the skies are dominated by colossal creatures, their vast silhouettes gliding among the stars.
Magic flows freely through Thaldrion, and its touch is seen in everything, from the trees that grow to the sky to the storms that roar with elemental fury. The cities that rise between the valleys and forests are small compared to the grandeur of the world around them, and the creatures that live there, though powerful, are humble before the natural forces. Thaldrion is a world where the balance between order and chaos is fragile, and the winds of change are ever-present.
Huge cities rose at specific points on this planet. Each city was ruled by a false god. The space in this place was vast enough for each of them to have a city according to their desires.
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Logically, there were a few thousand false gods, but only a few hundred cities. Those who received this honor were only the strongest and most capable of the race. Each city was governed by its laws and had its own culture.
All of them competed for the chance to receive the Father’s grace. Any city that succeeded would gain the right to create another false god. Each one of them was an unrivaled force in the skies.
Each city was so technologically and economically developed that it served as its empire, capable of conducting negotiations off-planet and transmitting its knowledge to other organizations.
Kayden requested to be put in contact with one of the highest-ranking false gods. The organization with him had that power, but it would cost them greatly, so Kayden had to give a contractual guarantee that had to be beneficial enough to cover the costs.
He didn’t need much to achieve this. It was relatively easy to manipulate the minds of other mages after making small suggestions to their souls. Kayden only needed to offer a contract guarantee.
A few days after leaving his home planet, Kayden found himself seated in front of a false god. Her characteristics were common. He couldn’t associate the strength level of a god with this person.
She was a middle-aged woman, with blonde hair and blue eyes. It was amusing to see a false god without all the hair on her body being blue—truly strange, considering the amount of mana they stored and manipulated.
Her aura was calm and reminded Kayden of a kind mother. This matched the atmosphere of her city, as it was one of the most just and benevolent across all false god territory. Unfortunately, a peaceful environment didn’t create strong warriors, but that wasn’t what she was looking for.
"Who exactly are you? Your aura is the strangest I’ve ever seen in my life." This was the first question Kayden received.
"I’m just an ordinary mage from a planet that no longer exists," Kayden replied without much detail, but sincerity could be heard in his voice.
This answer could be true in both situations of his life. The three planets he lived on were destroyed over time, and he was never someone who truly stood out in the universe. In every way… he was ordinary.
"What did you think of my city, boy?" The woman changed the subject after seeing that Kayden’s answer was sincere. This meeting was arranged at the request of an organization residing in her city. She had some interest in this unusual situation.
"In what sense do you mean?" Kayden had some doubtful opinions about this place.
"In terms of strength and its growth," the woman asked the same question to everyone who came here.
The vast majority of guests were unable to say what they truly thought and ended up praising the peace and harmony, but these were lies that became obvious to a false god who had lived for countless millennia.
"Pathetic," Kayden’s first word was like a slap in the woman’s face. "Most of them grew up sheltered in a greenhouse; their strength may be high, but they are like porcelain dolls. This city is destined to die from corruption or be invaded by some organization, logically assuming your presence is no longer here."
Kayden’s words were like a punch to the woman’s face. She was so shocked by this honesty that she couldn’t react for a few seconds. No one had ever been so truthful with her.
She knew these were sincere words. The problem was that she had grown up in a greenhouse and couldn’t identify where to improve her city without losing the air of peace and perfect harmony it possessed.
"Who do you think you are to talk like that?" The woman exuded the full aura of an ancient being who had killed countless gods and destroyed hundreds of planets and…
"I’m nobody. You just asked for an opinion, and I gave it." Kayden didn’t even flinch and continued drinking his tea calmly while almost half the city was paralyzed by the woman’s outburst.
Kayden’s calm sent a chill down the woman’s spine. Something was wrong with this reaction, devoid of any emotion or fear. It wasn’t natural—it was something strange.
"The purpose of these cities is only to nurture a social circle for the false gods." The woman revealed this to Kayden without any fear.
"And yet you feel alone, because in all these years you have only created lambs and sheep, and none of them have the strength to be themselves in your presence." Kayden’s voice this time was as precise as a knife.
For the next few minutes, neither of them spoke a word. Kayden had struck a weak spot in the woman; he had found the exact point where she had failed over all these years and never managed to fix it.
Emotions had become easy for Kayden after learning to read souls. He could feel the goddess’s loneliness like an elephant in the room. He was also sending small signals of trust and sincerity to her.
Kayden had to be extremely careful at this moment, as any mistake could cause her to realize she was being manipulated, but the chance of that happening was ridiculously small.
"What do you think I should do?" Kayden received this question after a few minutes.
"Kill everyone in the city and rebuild it from scratch would be the most correct answer, but I doubt you can do that." The woman was startled by Kayden’s opinion and then nodded at him. "Create a fight that doesn’t exist, call another false god and have him try to take the city in a false way, create a war with another city, create a calamity, just force people out of their comfort zone." Kayden continued giving her dozens of options.
Whether he liked it or not, he was a true colonizer. He spent a lot of time in the abyss and learned how to manage a civilization. Not only that, but all the experiences in his life made him learn how to create strong people. The conversation lasted a few hours while Kayden gave a true lesson on how to manipulate the masses and how to create monsters. The woman started listening skeptically, but over time she was practically devouring every word Kayden said.