Maxwell, hearing this, sighed. And he leaned back into the couch, smiling.
It wasn't the first time he'd heard something like this. And he reckoned it wouldn't be the last.
People who held power often used every means they could to acquire more resources to fuel their power. And living beings were the greatest resources anyone could ever ask for.
And so, these powerful men always went out of their way to secure men with potential, all to fuel their power. To enhance their growth.
Gods were also like these powerful men. And Maxwell was no stranger to this. After all, he was one of them only a while ago.
He'd been on both sides of the fray. He'd been the one coveting resources to establish himself as a guardian. And he'd also been sought out by the old guardians when he was only a young god, yet to take on any cosmic responsibility.
