From their definition, they were known as Cryz Stones, and could help fuse and elevate skills. 'I already have Ability Points. I wonder why sir Damien gave this to me.'
He thought in curiosity, then moved on to the second last resource, which so happened to be a small barrel. It's size was around waist level, and was even thicker than him in width.
'Barrel of faith..? Something that can help a mortal attain godhood? Wait, gods really exist? No, more importantly, I can actually become a god?' Adonis thought in excitement.
From reading legends and myth, none of the third generation did not dream of being a god. Especially when they were some second generational humans revered as gods.
An example was the gladiator god, Mr Gray, or the goddess of death, Mrs Gray. Heck even their son was revered as a god prodigy.
He himself was no exception. And now, maybe that dream could come to reality, but... as what? What god would he become? He entertained the idea for a while.
