Amon contemplated the weight of Hyades's revelation.
From the very beginning, he had believed her to be a tyrant — one who hoarded the Mandate of Heaven for her own ambition.
To a certain extent, that was still true.
She had gripped the Mandate with iron hands, strangled the world's evolution, and reigned as the sole God of an entire dimension.
But, in the end… she had done it for what she believed was right.
Unfortunately, what she believed was right… was going to kill the world anyway.
"I understand where you're coming from, Hyades. I see the sacrifice you've made."
Amon's voice was measured, but firm.
"But that is no reason to hold back the progress of the world."
If Hyades continued down this path, their world would become nothing more than a hunting ground for the Demon Kings who hungered to invade. There would be no resistance... No hope…
"The right way forward is to evolve our world. Build a new Pantheon. Forge an army that can repel the Demons."
