The space in front of the sea of stars was calm.
The Prophet's gaze rested on Daniel at first. It was unclear what he was thinking about. Then, without looking away from him and without any preamble, he began to speak.
"After the first Supreme God was born among the Mortal Gods, the Inner Gods felt something for the first time—something that had never had any meaning to them before."
He paused briefly.
"Threat."
Daniel said nothing. He simply listened.
"The Inner Gods always believed themselves to be the absolute origin. Beings whose existence had taken shape before the concept of creation itself. But the emergence of a mortal Supreme God shattered that belief. They realized that if this trend continued, their position would no longer be secure."
The light around the Prophet dimmed slightly. It seemed as if memories of that era were replaying in his mind, and his expression tightened a little.
