"TELL ME, CARLOS OF MOONIER EMPIRE, THE DESCENDENT OF LILIAN MOONIER, THE LION OF THE EAST…."
"WILL YOU CHOOSE US AS YOUR SUPPORTER AND LET US SEE THROUGH YOUR STORY?
This time, the words were a tidal war, they slammed into the air, echoing off the marble columns and the ceilings until the entire hall seemed to shake with the desperate question. Dust drifted from the heights above. The god's voice had already echoed the wall in the first place but now that the god is shouting, Carlos cannot even understand his words anymore. He only knows that his ears are vibrating as the god speaks. Yet his face still looked motionless as he listened to the echoed sound that returned back to him. And Carlos was so grateful that his face was already used to this motionless face because of the annoying Kave. And Carlos was so grateful that his brother had made his palace into an isolated place with no one only because his brother thought that Carlos would like to be alone. Or else there is no way that this kind of voice would not make every servant into a big chaos and Carlos really doesn't want that.
"Why are you making a fuse as if your voice is not already loud enough"
"OH, sorry i didn't know my voice would make this palace shake" the god said.
"Your palace is not good"
"No shit, it really made it shake"
"In my past life, I didn't even know my palace can shake like that"
"I am sorry, I didn't know"
"It is okay, after all i also didn't know the gods can apologize"
"....."
"..."
"You know, you haven't answer our question, though"
"If i said NO, would you let the world as is right now"
"Well, this is a gift for you as you become our temporary mask. So, yes we would let the world be right now. But…"
"But?"
"We might go to the other world instead of stay in this world out of embarrassment of reject"
"And the world can exist only when we were dreaming this world so …this world might not exist anymore"
The god's voice becomes smaller and smaller as they speak and in the last sentence the voice becomes a whisper. And Carlos never really knew that god can whisper like this as they were always so full in their words and voice. Everyday brings surprises after all. And Carlos imagined the whisper is out of guilt.
"Hhh…" Carlos sighs.
"You don't need to be like that"
"After all I also don't have a choice, I can't defeat Erevan's god if I don't have a god myself."
"So, YES i will choose you as my supporter and let you see through my story, and you will give me every single help to support my story"
"I see." the god speaks.
"Then our contract will be set in time and fate."
"After all We Both Will Use Each Other."
"And do you have a problem with that?"
"No, No not at all."
"After all, I like when someone is playing hard to get."
"Tch…you sound creepy"
"Ha ha"
"Are We?"
"Well,we just hope that one day you might learn to believe in us and…."
"Think of us as a part of you mortals' so-called family too."
For a heartbeat, silence held—stretched taut like a wire ready to snap.
"Family is a dangerous word, we are just using each other."
" …..And families don't use each other," the words cracked out of Carlos' like a whip. And the god didn't speak back.Carlos hand curled into fists at his side. His breath is shocking.
A moment later, hurried footsteps echoed from the corridor. A voice muffled but urgent, called through the door.
"My lord, are you alright? I feel the palace tremble all the way from the King's chambers. His Majesty—the king is worried and asks if you are unharmed!"
The person outside the room is waiting desperately for Carlos's response and ready to come in. his breath shaking can be heard even through the door, Carlos thought. His brother might have rushed this person to come all the way.
But Carlos didn't look at the door nor spoke back to the door, he kept his eyes locked on the wall, as if the god was there sitting in front of him and mocking him about family. And looking at the wall as if the wall is his greatest enemy. And the god kept quiet, not speaking even a moment.