13 The God With Secrets (1/2)
The God of Demons, Zywar, was one of the most feared deities in the universe. He was considered a monster even among gods.
That all said and done though, he was far from the strongest.
”Oh my!” Zywar said as his eyes fell on his visitor. ”When Yahan told me that a visitor had come, I never expected it to be you of all people!”
”Well, what can I say?”
His visitor, a slim, tall, white-haired man with an angelic face and a melodious tone, said with calmness.
”People never really expect me to visit them!”
Zywar furrowed his brows and smiled awkwardly as he said, ”Y-yeah, you do have a reputation of surprise visiting people, God Emoliv.”
The man who had come to visit Zywar was the God of Light himself - Emoliv.
”Well,” Emoliv glanced at Zywar with suspicious eyes. ”since we both know though that I only visit anyone when I have some business with them, I don't think there's any need for any more formalities.”
Zywar kept smiling awkwardly as he walked over to Emoliv.
They were standing in a barren and mostly isolated land, a land filled with Demons that Zywar resided in.
”I suppose.” He said. ”If you want to get down to business, that's fine with me.”
”Good!” remarked Emoliv as he turned his gaze over to the vast deserts he could see in the distance and the pits of lava present throughout the ground before the desert started.
”I'm hearing some disturbing rumors from a particular not-very-significant planet in some part of the universe under your control.” Emoliv said, his eyes filled with suspicion and his sharp gaze piercing right through Zywar.
”Oh, is that so?” Zywar asked with a smile, acting nonchalant, ”I am sorry to hear that rumors from some planet in my domain have troubled you, God Emoliv! I am sure you're worrying over nothin-”
”You aren't even going to ask what rumor I am talking about?” With his gaze growing even sharper, Emoliv questioned.
Zywar could feel his anxiety taking over his thoughts as he asked, ”Oh, well, what would it be?”
”...” Staying silent for a moment, Emoliv just looked at him, suspecting his every move.
And then,
”Well?” Zywar pressed for an answer, so,
”I am hearing rumors that Vilome is back.”
For just a brief moment, Zywar's anxiety went through the roof, before he calmed himself to the best of his abilities.
”Well now,” he chuckled as he continued, ”that's certainly quite the rumor, isn't it?”
...
A moment passed in silence. Zywar tried his best to conceal his anxiety while Emoliv took his gaze off the God of Demons and sighed.
”Yes,” Emoliv said, ”That IS quite the rumor, isn't it?”
Zywar saw the God of Light disappearing right in front of his eyes and then appearing right behind him. He felt a sharp object at his neck and a tight grab at his left hand as the icy cold voice of Emoliv came from behind.
”I can't sense deceit like Vilome can but I can sense sincerity, and I don't sense any in your words.”
”Eh!” Zywar tried his best to compose himself, but couldn't help but feel threatened under the pressure emanating from the God of Light.
”So, God of Demons, mind explaining to me what's going on?” Emoliv asked, his voice terrifyingly cold.
”Well, Emoliv, what IS that thing you have on my neck? A needle?” Zywar asked, smiling cautiously, ”Are you threating to kill me with a needle or something?!”
”Ha!” Hearing so, Emoliv scoffed and asked, ”Want to test to see if it works or not?”
”N-no!” Zywar replied immediately when Emoliv's cold and unrelenting voice asked that question.
It's true that Zywar was a monster among the Gods, but, he wouldn't dare think himself to be capable of overpowering Emoliv himself.
And so,
”That planet you are talking about, it's time runs the same as Earth.” Zywar said. ”So anyway, 10 years ago according to that planet's time, I sensed something.”
”Something?”
”Well, it was an indescribable sense of danger.” Zywar said, no longer trying to put up a fake smile. ”I felt it coming from that planet.”
”So, what did you do?”
”I investigated it, of course, and I got a clue that pointed to the possibility of the God of Darkness, Vilome, having returned. I think I blurted that possibility out to one of my subordinates when I was too caught up thinking about it and well, that subordinate kinda went on a rampage.”