[Bonus chapter thanks to TheCodedProf :) (6/6)]

By now, El'Rion was quite aware that he had been used. Well... used was either a term that either far too well-meaning, or far too severe depending on how you looked at it. On a spectrum, it was either Leonel had led him by the nose like a bumbling fool, or he had given him an opportunity.

There was no doubt that this mess could only be catalyzed by Leonel because of the Plutos involvement. If not for this, the Gods wouldn't give a damn.

As much disdain as other Mortal Races had for humans, Demi-Gods held even more so toward the Mortal Races, and the Gods above them disdained their ilk even more.

This was the way of the world, and they couldn't be bothered to care about ants.

The Pluto Race, however... That was a different matter entirely.

The troubling matter was that El'Rion had quite literally just told Leonel that the Plutos couldn't afford to get thrust into such a storm... but he also couldn't be mad either, because whatever ire their enemies brought down upon this world would be entirely concentrated on these lesser Races. If anything, they would divert their attention away from the real plans of the Pluto.

And that was why it was so bitter sweet. On the one hand, Leonel was helping him. And on the other, he was manipulating him.

At that moment, El'Rion stood at a crossroads that most of Leonel's brothers had stood on in the past.

Down one path, there was acceptance that Leonel did things differently than others did, and that if you were going to be close to him, it was likely that more than once in your life, you would find yourself being manipulated by him. Of course, it would be to your benefit, but it would be a form of manipulation nonetheless.

And on the other path... there was the choice to sever relationships with him entirely.

Those that could even realize they were standing at such a fork were few and far between. To even notice that you were being manipulated to begin was a huge matter. But when you did...

in his hands for a moment before

He was a Pluto.

throne, feeling agitated. More than two days had passed now, and there was still

the search personally, but her interference

she had been getting harassed by her elders and

sudden, now that the Life Tablet was involved, they wanted

to leave so easily? This was all their fault to

BOOM!

cacophonous boom. Her

could do anything, she was sent flying from her Throne and barely

hurriedly bowed her head so low that her inner organs twisted and bent, not out of a lack of flexibility, but because her pride was akin to a

bow? She didn't dare

Void Race Elder stood. It was a man that had appeared once before, a man who Leonel had sent flying away with a few words and a careless wave... and that

Leonel dared to do something

eyes closed. In that moment, his presence covered

he came back and

Tablet. Where

heart skipped a beat before she grit her teeth. She took a breath and slowly exhaled, still

by a member of the Celestial Ember Race against my wishes. Unfortunately, I do not have the backing of

Drae'Von said coolly. "Call the Celestial Ember

I

expected. Let alone trying to convince the Ancestor, her attempts at communication didn't even

stood there in silence for a long

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