So now I was getting happy that I didn't have to give this creep his pen back, but he soon spoke in the same depressed tone: "Ok, I guess I should tell you about him first, before asking you to help me. You got the part when I had my lovely realm and everybody was quite happy, so I decided to accept the invitation of the gods that were interested in trading with my realm.
Feeling it as an opportunity to grow, we invited them to our realm, and we treated them with our deepest care and every sort of luxury. But on the other hand, they had an insane amount of pride and envy towards my realm's resources, techniques, and our way of life."
Hearing his words, we nodded while feeling that it was pretty much understandable. I surely knew that whatever he was saying was the truth because after seeing that the pen was from his realm, I was ready to believe any sort of bullshit.
So seeing us nodding, he spoke in a somewhat intrigued tone: "These gods are good for nothing; all they love is their luxury. They can't see any mortal happier than them, so like every other mortal, they also gave us trouble while trying to implement random laws on us in strange financial terms. At first we didn't pay attention to their laws, and feeling the profit, we just agreed to their terms, and soon we felt that we lost many of our territories to them, and when we complained against such behavior, they started to show their real colors."
Hearing his words, I still didn't get what the otaku had to do with all this shit, but still we continued to hear from him while he spoke: 'They stopped paying attention to our complaints and started capturing our territories in the form of development, telling us that they would bring development and civilized culture to our realm.'
But all they ever did was ruin our resources, smuggle our most precious things, and call them theirs. Feeling such betrayal I wrote a warning to their main structures that 'IF you gods didn't stop your such invasions on my realm, I promise that I will eradicate entire god race from existence!' "
Hearing these words, my and Ashoka's eyes opened wide, because remembering where he was, he surely wasn't lying about anything; he was in the biggest prism of the godly realm, so there was no point for us to doubt him, but to think that he would threaten the entire god race like this—surely his balls were something else—and he continued his tale.
"Soon after hearing my declaration, I received more than 50 messages from so many supreme rulers regarding an apology for such behavior, and they will surely send someone to look into this matter. Hearing it, I was greatly happy, and then, as they promised, they sent someone named Void God. The first impression of Otaku was way too bad, as he was looking like nothing more than a drunkard to us; I couldn't even believe that he was a god."
Hearing his words, I was feeling like it was more like customer support service, but still I knew he was the real deal, so I wasn't going to make fun of his explaining, and while he mentioned Otaku's name, his eyes were filled with sad and fierce emotions, as if he was still hoping for it to turn out to be false. But keeping the most painful memories in the heart due to its beautiful texture surely was quite lethal.
So we nodded while hearing his words: 'So at first, Otaku felt way too weird, and strangely, he started to mix with everyone, my family, my people, and everybody started to like him in a mere few days. I couldn't understand what strange charm he had to make everyone around him get attached to him, and due to this, I also lowered my guard and treated him like my brother and told him everything I could regarding my empire. He was strangely way too curious about all the things that he made us forget that he was a god.
Feeling such closeness, we were quite happy with it, and we even thought that maybe gods might not turn out that bad, but soon my dreams started to shatter when that bastard left us while saying that he will force the gods to let us live the way we want. Hearing his words, we were greatly happy, so we gave him many gifts while sending him off. But soon everything that I owned started to disappear in thin air; gods started popping in my realm like meteors.
We didn't even get a chance to fight back; our entire stronghold was stolen by gods, and finding it strange, my ministers told me that Otaku betrayed us. Hearing these words, my feet were not even feeling intact in my body, and I asked, "What did you say, you bastards? Why would an otaku, the creep, ever betray his friends like this?"
Hearing his words, we looked at each other because surely now his reason for anger was truly more than justified, because the feeling of betrayal surely never leaves a heart, no matter if it is dead or alive.
So now our expressions were quite firm, because now it wasn't time to mess around, because if what he was saying was true, then that means otaku could betray us also, because we also have the power to crush the gods, and this could become the reason for his next betrayal, and Ashoka was also quite cautious about it, because we couldn't swallow poison despite knowing that it was poison.
He spoke: "We tried our best to fight, but you see, every weapon and stronghold was vanishing in thin air, and instead of capturing them, they were slaughtering my people right in front of me.
Seeing the blood of my people, I felt insane insecurity for my family, so I rushed towards my home, but I was way too late to save them; that bastard otaku had the heart of my wife, and my daughter was lying on the ground covered in blood.
My wife was struggling with her final breaths, trying to fight him despite being covered in blood, but still that bastard, instead of showing mercy on her, crushed her heart and left her to die in her pain.
Seeing it, I tried to attack him and save my family, but other gods ganged up on me and forced me to watch that hellish scene, where my entire family was lying cold and dead in their blood, and this creep was walking in with the same emotionless expression.
Seeing him, I asked him countless times why he did it, but he never answered me, and like this I lost my everything. In their court, I was blamed for slaughtering my entire kind and was declared the god of slaughterers! I was charged with a penalty to bear such a life until I told them about the secret of my Pen of Fate, the inheritance of my ancestors, the only remembrance of my realm, my 'Hanju'!"
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