In the grand silence of the Emperor's throne room, 200 souls stood frozen. The revelation had hit them with the force that they never knew existed.
'A God… of six billion Gods?'
The thought reverberated through their minds, a realization that shattered every preconceived notion they had about the universe.
They had been kings, generals, geniuses, and visionaries on Earth, big fish in a small pond. Now, they realized they were mere a speck of dust in an ocean so vast it defied comprehension.
"You will understand in time," Sunny said, his voice a calm anchor in their storm of confusion. "Once you start your new lives, the scale of this reality will become clear. But for now, I offer you a choice."
The ears; or rather, the spiritual perception of every soul perked up. Their minds raced. What could a being of this magnitude possibly want from them?
"I will ask two questions," Sunny announced. "Answer simply by raising your hands."
