"Pride, Greed, Lust, Envy, Gluttony, Wrath, Sloth..."
Each name fell with terrible weight.
"I walked with them through their darkest moments, guided them past obstacles that would have broken lesser beings, showed them paths to power that no one else could see."
The voice became harder.
"I made them into monsters that every God fears to face in direct combat."
Damian's mind raced despite his calm exterior.
'He… guided all seven Demon Rulers?'
The implication settled like ice in his chest.
'The current Oracle of the Light Bearers isn't the same one who guided the Divine Rulers to power. The position gets handed across generations.'
His breathing remained steady, but his thoughts spiraled.
'But if he's really the mentor of the Demon Rulers from their beginning...'
The question formed with terrible clarity.
'Just how old is this being? How has he survived for countless eras without becoming a God? Didn't Grandpa say there's no God of Fate?'
