Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 242: Iceberg
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1165- Advanced bloodline
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1164- Make him back out in despair
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 13
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 30: Evolution of a Skeleton Soldier!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 616: To Let Everything See Light
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 319: Stare
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 241: Heart Knot
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1163- Plant face-off (3)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1162- Plant face-off (2)
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 318 - A Heartwarming Read, With No Fighting Or Killing
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 12
In the holy world, Roel stared at the woman touching his cheek, not knowing how he should answer Her question. Many doubts lingered in his mind.
All living beings in the Sia Continent were Sia’s children, and Roel was no exception. For Her to have asked a question with such an obvious answer, it felt like She was driving at something else instead.
Is She asking if I am Her creation or… Roel pondered as he looked at Sia, who, despite Her inviolable aura, appeared perplexingly nervous.
He decided not to clarify the question in the end, since his answer would have been the same. From a broader perspective, Sia was the Mother of All Lives. From a narrower perspective, the Kingmaker had inherited Sia’s soul, so it was not wrong to say that they were mother and son.
“Yes, Lord Sia. I am Your child.”
“…I see.”
Brief silence ensued before Sia nodded, but Her expression still showed no hints of a smile or maternal love. Instead, Her expression became even more complicated, as if She was facing a dilemma.
Roel couldn’t understand Her response. He hesitated for a brief moment before bucking up his courage to ask about it, “Lord Sia, may I ask the rationale behind the earlier question?”
“I… wanted to confirm it.”
“Confirm it?”
“You have finally reached Origin Level 1, right?” Sia asked as She stroked Roel’s cheek as if to sense his physical condition.
“Ah? Y-yes, I have.”
Roel was taken aback by the question.
She spoke as if She had seen him before, which was incongruous with Her previous response. However, he had met Sia’s avatar back when he advanced to Origin Level 3, so She could have sensed his presence then, just that She had a lapse in Her memory.
Casting away his doubts for the time being, he looked at Sia and raised the question that had been on his mind for a while now: “Lord Sia, where are we? Is this related to my breakthrough to Origin Level 1?”
“We’re at the Divine Altar, a land of glory back in the ancient era. This is where brave souls are rewarded for overcoming the limits of their races.”
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