Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
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!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
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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