"Haha... I must be looking hideous right now..."
In a sudden motion, Ume hugged me from the front while Nymeria held me from behind.
"You dummy," Ume murmured in a low tone.
"Stupid Taranis," Nymeria added, gripping me tightly. "You will never be hideous to us."
"You two, look at me closely," I replied, gently parting from them. "Am I the same Taranis you know?"
As they observed me using their Soulforce, what they saw left them frozen for a moment.
A revolting dark aura surrounded me, with countless wraiths clinging to my body, screaming and cursing at me.
"I am nothing but a hideous monster who has killed millions of people," I revealed, my eyes lowered. "Even the heavens hate me now. They have taken away my access to the golden lightning."
From the moment I was born, golden lightning had been with me. It was my identity. Now I had become a joke, a God of Lightning who could not even use Sovereign Class lightning.
