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On their way to the patriarch, Kyoya\'s party noticed a shrine made out of the wood. Though it was the same material as everyone else\'s houses, the shrine had been in good hands and treated with respect.

As if everyone\'s hopes were put within that, the shrine maintained a lofty and ethereal feeling around it.

Kyoya decided to pay a visit to this shrine, "Wait for me." The husband wasn\'t stopped by anyone including Silver Wind Deer.

Many believed that Kyoya came here after seeing their situation and wanted to pray for them as well.

However, Kyoya\'s goal was to make things easier for him.

Once he entered the shrine, a statue of the wind god revealed itself. Though this statue represented the god, it was his younger days where glory had yet to be achieved by him.

Due to obvious reasons, the disciple couldn\'t just pass the actual image of her lord. If she did, it would raise the mutiny through other believers…

\'It\'s kinda disheartening to see that other races under the same god don\'t feel like helping them. Is it because a direct disciple had been helping them so far? A jealousy? Ah, that\'s a complicated emotion.\' Kyoya whispered inwardly, then formed a praying sign.

Then, Kyoya actually began to pray. He hoped that the wind god behind Silver Wind Deer wouldn\'t be the one to receive his prayer.

To say nothing of the god, other disciples could also be interested in this whole situation. Who knew how their lives looked up there above? Receiving other beliefs and prayers was a mundane task for Kyoya as people were fairly simple creatures.

He had been forcing them to do a lot of quests and even formed something akin to automatic system, but those people were forced to listen to all those gibberish talks filled with jealousy, contempt, greed and so on…

People just wanted to be wealthy, get what their hearts desire and live content for their lives standard.

But there were also many people that never stopped.

"It seems like you can understand it…" A womanly voice rang out in the husband\'s ears. Next, an appropriate image to this voice stepped into the husband\'s mind where a proper talk could be done.

Wearing the long robes with wing god\'s insygnia, a woman with silver hair smiled at Kyoya and slightly raised those, "You look like Wron\'s friends. And since you can understand it, I assume you must be Kyoya."

"Yes, it\'s me… Nice to meet you," Kyoya replied, then extended his hand.

After the handshake, Kyoya and the direct disciple sat down cross-legged in this imaginary world.

Kyoya first asked, "Is there any news on Death God and his family?"

"No… All of them disappeared and no one can tell why… Though humanity\'s death god is important, Gods believe that the First Death God will make a move soon and fix the flaw…"

"Flaw, you say?" Kyoya spoke with clear displeasure.

But the disciple could only nod her head, "It\'s been just four years for you, so you can\'t expect much changes yet… The Sixth Death God has always been indifferent and kinda antisocial, so many gods don\'t feel much other than loss of the belief. And the \'soon\' I spoke about means around thousand or two thousand years. That\'s for us, though."

Many Lords also felt like it would be a challenge. Humanity could adapt so well to many energies, so with the further challenges planned in their calendar, the lords just began to one by one ignore those humans and take the potential ones under their banner.

There was no way for such a race to go extinct with their numbers and breeding speed.

Kyoya just sighed, "If there is no news about them, then let\'s speak about your race. Wron told me to help them and that means to get rid of the lightning race that bothers them. Is that correct?"

"It would be correct four years ago, but the long plan of various gods had finally bloomed." The disciple shook her head with sadness. It seemed like there was no hope for her race and Kyoya felt unforeseen trouble coming his way.

He asked, "What do you mean… by that?"

-

[Second Heaven.]

"Hahaha! That\'s nice one! So you are that first hybrid divine being? How does it feel? It makes you a totally different race, right? Do you feel special, like the top of all divine beings?" The First Trickster God laughed while looking at the woman in her early twenties.

Her actual age was twenty years old, but she had been soaked with various knowledge and lifetimes from many sources.

Her body shone with deep yellow flames, that were close to golden. However, those flames were really slow and montonne. Looking at those, one would be hit by difficulty to deal with contrast.

She was a hybrid divinity born from Moon God and Sun Goddess.

"Just like I have been told… You have a long tongue, trickster." Her name was Sunluna and she just wounded the first trickster god!

Was she original? No, but due to her dual divinity seamlessly flowing within her and the new concept that had been born together with her, Sunluna was the new race and origin in a sense.

That was why, The First Trickster God\'s mask had a crack on it.

"Answer my questions, bitch," The First Trickster hissed, then his hand exploded with golden-red aura. Those streaks fixed his mask, then combinations of various cards began to toss out from his pocket.

Those cards seemed to have thousand methods of sealing, inflicting damage, and controlling and all other stuff that Sunluna desperately tried to process with her knowledge and new power.

"I am proud of my origins," Sunluna whispered. She then added, "For my mom and father, I will extinguish you and bring their glory back!"

Hearing this, The First Trickster God\'s mask showed off confused. An emoticon of blinking eyes continued to flash and he soon burst out laughing, "Hahaha! What? Their glory? They are little pieces of shits that had been born because of me! Ahahaha! What glory? They just want to use you. You are a threat to the original gods, but also me… Hey, sneaky little moon god, come out." The first sent tore the space with his card, then a man with silver hair left while spitting a mouthful amount of blood.

His daughter looked at him with sadness and worry, but he raised his hand to stop her.

Then, one of the moon gods said, "My Sunluna can kill you. And killing me won\'t change anything, but fan flames within her serene heart!"

"I wonder how you managed to convince Sun Goddess and even move your hips? Even I would need to use a lot of sealing cards to have a way with her. Now that I hear you, you sound a little squealing... Hey, I think the god got castrated." The Trickster continued with his words and questions, angering both divine beings up in the sky!

The moon god roared, "Shut the fuck up!"

"Oh! He sounds like a little girl!"

"Fuck you and fuck your ancestors!"

"Hey, hey, hey! What\'s wrong with them?"

"I haven\'t become Moon God because of you and your schemes, The First Trickster God!" The Moon God swept his hand as if his whole lineage had been wronged, "It\'s because of atavism! I am one of long descendants from Primitive Moon God\'s lineage. You know shit about my lineage and yet you dare to insult them? I shall do the same."

"Now, that\'s interesting," The First Trickster God uttered, "So atavism and \'primitive\' shit is the key to that hybrid? Is the Sun Goddess the same? Is that how you little shits know about my cute schemes?" He hugged himself and swayed as if in arousement!

The Moon God didn\'t dare to come closer, "Sunluna! Kill him! You can do it!" He told his daughter to just end the trickster god! A sun and moon emerged behind her like an avatar, then merged together.

The energies behind it were slow and even the whole process felt as if in slow motion, but the explosion transcended everything.

Even the Second Heaven itself.

Because even before the whole universe could shake from this explosion, The First Trickster God already had to use his powers to confront the invisible and abrupt technique.

"How?" Sunluna uttered… "How can you-"

"Don\'t question yourself! That\'s what he wants! The more you question, the more advantages he gets!" Her father stopped the series of many questions, but it was enough for their opponent.

He stood fine in the air, raised his hand up, then flicked it.

A long line swept through Sunluna\'s arm, then blood fountained from it. Red liquid splashed on her disbelief and shocked face, then Moon God quickly used his powers to take her back to his divine land.

In the middle of this teleportation that broke the rules, The Trickster said, "I feel like the main antagonist! Not only do I have two complaining white-haired idiots around me, I have so much attention from all of you. How about you look at what Goddess Of Beauty is doing by the way?" He smiled and left a little clue to the Moon God\'s whose heart began to pound violently… If someone was mentioned by the first trickster, then such a person wasn\'t anyone good!

A series of happy emoticons swept through his mask, "Chaos… is what I want to see! You just have contributed to that, so thank you very much, Moon God! For that, you and your newbie daughter can fuck off safely. Ah, so many sacrifices… A brainwashed hybrid, lost cock and both primitive Moon and Sun gods no longer can have any children… I thought I was a mediocre antagonist, but maybe… Oh maybe!"

"You know about this already… But…" Since the teleportation had yet to end, The Moon God heard the words clearly. He spoke in disbelief as this fact had yet to be confirmed!

But if every god suddenly couldn\'t pass their lineage and hybrid took over that…

"Then the chaos escalates further!" The Trickster God\'s laughter was what The Moon God heard… He then disappeared and no longer could be seen in the second heaven.

As for The Trickster God, he suddenly coughed, "Hybrid… How funny…"

"What is so funny?" One of white-haired complaining idiots appeared. It was Zaya.

"It feels like the future is not that dim if there is someone who can wound you already," Another one appeared as well. It was Rhest, the former sixth death god. He had been working for The First Trickster God and his stupid plans, but those were often escape plans as there was high bounty on his \'face\'.

"You two are funny," The first laughed, "How can you not laugh at the moon god who just became a woman? Hey, am I the only one with such humor? No way. Hey, little Rhest! Big laugh for your master!"

"Fuck off," Rhest cut him off, then Zaya laughed in his place to which The first just shrugged.

-

"Hybrid?" Kyoya asked… He was kinda confused. In a way, weren\'t his players the hybrids? Though they were relying on the quests to strengthen themselves, Kyoya also was getting a lot of benefits.

But it seemed like the hybrids the disciple spoke off were different.

"A hybrid with no side effects… A pure birth, a new race… There was a plan for the gods to challenge every world pillar with one belief, but it has changed and the new one will immediately take a place soon… Little purer energies will assault the floors with the goal to merge. The races that managed to use, even a little of these energies, will be blessed… If you excuse my word, then it\'s like a farm." The direct disciple said and Kyoya understood it a little better.

"So if someone manages to merge two beliefs in one, then it\'s a win… There\'s a chance that the energies will merge on its own, then the gods will research that here and then test it on someone? Well, I guess we are rat labs for them." Kyoya shook his head as nothing could be done…

"It will always be like that… The weaker will be sacrificed for the strongest."

Kyoya left the shrine with a special token in his hands.

With this, the talk with the patriarch would be smoother!

It all ended well and Kyoya got cooperation with Silver Wind Deer.

However, on the sunset, Kyoya spoke with Akaro about what he learned so far.

She said, "Aren\'t you hybrid already?"

"The Trickster God and Death God… Well, I am just using the previous ones energies and I have so many limitations… I am not hybrid, I think… The one she spoke about was a new race… I kinda don\'t get it."

Akaro closed her eyes in the cat form, "I can tell that the hybrid hadn\'t come out without sacrifice and there should be much more to it… Since we haven\'t spotted anything wrong within you, it feels like you were born to be that way."

"Stop jesting, Akaro. There is no way I was born in the wrong world."

"That is just a possibility."