Meanwhile, Lucien had continued distributing the Fruits of Creation.
This time, the recipients were different.
His pets.
The decision had not been difficult.
When the coming war finally arrived, Lucien already knew which forces would remain closest to him regardless of how chaotic the battlefield became.
His pets were bound to him more deeply than ordinary soldiers or allies.
He could feel them through their connection.
Their intentions, condition, and presence were familiar enough that coordinating with them required almost no explanation.
More importantly, they were strong.
Some had already grown into monsters that would have terrified entire nations only a few years ago.
And among them, Skittles remained particularly unreasonable.
Six Laws.
Lucien still found that ridiculous whenever he thought about it seriously.
Against ordinary enemies, that already made Skittles troublesome.
Against Primordial Incarnations, it could become much worse.
