Did we... our true selves have really been killed by the Food God? And now we are just a segment of the past preserved by Yesterday's Residence?
After hearing the news from Thrush Crow, the True Gods of the Slaughter King Association were stunned, and the entire Yesterday's Residence was eerily quiet, even more silent than a graveyard in the wilderness.
Though they haven't experienced the future, they knew Thrush Crow, the vice president, wasn't the sort to joke about such things despite being somewhat vain, so...
Could what he said all be true?
"Thrush Crow..."
After a long silence, the old woman wearing a monkey mask was the first to raise her head, hoarsely asked:
"Is what you said... true? Did you see with your own eyes that we were killed by the Food God?"
"Not just you, but also over forty other True Gods who went to investigate after finding the Food God entering the Origin Mud Plate..."
