The God's Games

"I feel like Hanjun's attitude is a bit unusual this time. Logically speaking, the God of Darkness and the God of Light are sworn enemies, so it's impossible for Hanjun to take an initiative to find the God of Darkness without the God of Light permission. Maybe, just as Hanjun mentioned, there is a reason why the God of Darkness wants to destroy humanity."

While the players were analyzing the situation outside, Hanjun, after passing Cerberus, successfully entered the depths of the Abyss.

It was pitch dark here, just like the darkness itself, so deep that you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.

Hanjun raised his hand and cast a Glimmering Glow spell, illuminating a five-meter radius around him.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't see anything around him.

Faintly, he heard a strange voice calling him from a distance.

Hanjun slowly walked in the direction from which the voice came.

He reached a spot where there seemed to be a thin barrier, with no apparent difference between the inside and the outside.

However, his subconscious told him that this was a boundary, meant to prevent people from accidentally entering.

Once inside, it might not be the same place anymore.

Without hesitation, Hanjun walked forward and found that the barrier did not stop him; instead, it seemed to welcome him joyfully.
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Passing through the barrier felt like walking through a doorway made of flowing water, leading to a new world.

When Hanjun opened his eyes, he saw a blue sky with white clouds and golden light all around.

The warm sun shone on him, making him squint comfortably.

When he opened his eyes again, Hanjun realized this place looked very familiar.

Whether it was the throne under the big tree or the decorations around the throne, everything gave him a sense of déjà vu.

But back then, the person sitting on the throne wasn't this man in black robes.

This man was resting his chin on his hand, pretending to sleep on the throne, looking like time had treated him well.

Hanjun couldn't help but take two steps forward.

The black-haired man sensed his footsteps, slowly opened his eyes, and upon seeing him, he wasn't surprised at all.

He sighed and said, "You're here."

Hanjun nodded his head instinctively, "I'm here."

Just as Hanjun had guessed, when the black-haired man opened his eyes, they were indeed a pair of red eyes—the same eyes that Hanjun had seen in his dream before.

It was no surprise; this person was the God of Darkness.

But Hanjun didn't understand what the God of Darkness was doing and felt a bit confused.

The God of Darkness stood up, and Hanjun noticed they were about the same height.

When he looked down, he realized that he had somehow returned to his original appearance.

Like the God of Darkness, he was wearing clothes of the same style but in a different color.

Both of their outfits were adorned with tassels that made a pleasant sound whenever they moved.

While Hanjun wasn't paying attention, the God of Darkness had already walked over and stood beside him.

The two of them stood side by side as if they had been like this for a long time.

Still puzzled, Hanjun watched as the God of Darkness bent down, wiped his hand, and an image appeared on the clouds beneath their feet.

The scene seemed to show the people who are worshipping the statue of the God of Light.

Observing their devoted expressions and clothing, Hanjun's confusion grew even deeper.

Could this scene be…a memory from his past?

Hanjun decided to keep watching.

After all, he had lost many of his memories, so this was a good chance to fill in the gaps and figure out how his relationship with the God of Darkness had fallen apart.

He heard the God of Darkness ask, "Are you still allowing these humans to use your divine power?"

Hanjun didn't know how to respond, but he heard another version of himself speak up, "Isn't this a good thing? After using my power, their lives have greatly improved. They can fill their stomachs and heal themselves when injured. They're growing stronger and stronger."

He spoke with great happiness, as if he were genuinely happy for humanity.

This tone left the God of Darkness unsure of what to say next, so he fell silent.

Then Hanjun heard himself continue, "But you—you can't keep hiding like this. We can regain our divine power through faith, but creating this world and all the other creatures took so much of our strength. You need followers like me too."

After a long pause, the God of Darkness replied, "I have followers."

The God of Light said, "You always prefer creatures other than humans."

The God of Darkness asked, "Do you not like them?"

The God of Light responded, "Are you talking about dragons and elves? Of course, I like them. But they're so powerful that they don't need my concern."

The God of Darkness fell silent again, "I find it strange why such a weak race as humans gets so much of your attention."

The God of Light smiled and did not explain.

Present-day Hanjun was puzzled.

So there were dragons and elves even back then?

Then, why are these two races can no longer be seen on the world of eorera today?

Now, with only Butch who just a Draconid race with half true dragon bloodline, left, it's no wonder he said he is the last true dragon bloodline.

Hanjun noticed that the scene before him was disturbed, like the calm surface of the water being stirred by a hand.

When everything settled again, a different scene appeared.

This time, he was no longer viewed from the perspective of the God of Light but as an observer.

The God of Light had fallen into a deep sleep and was being held in the God of Darkness's arms, who was slowly walking toward the throne.

The God of Darkness carefully placed the God of Light on the throne, arranging him into a sleeping posture.