Lightning Is the Only Way

The Black Magnate and Gravis talked for over half an hour as the city streets bustled beside them.

"Say, have you actually talked to my mother or father before? As in, more than just some simple phrases," Gravis asked with interest.

"No," the Black Magnate said. "I have never felt the need to. If I were to contact your mother, your father might become displeased, which is not something I want. On top of that, your father is on a different level. I'm not powerful enough to establish a connection between us."

"So, by your words, since mortals mainly rely on wealth regarding power, a rich mortal and a poor mortal can't be friends?" Gravis asked.

"Of course they can," the Black Magnate said, "but in the world of Gods, it's different. Power is everything, and when someone is more powerful, they don't talk with unworthy beings."

Gravis had to chuckle a bit. "Alright. Goodbye," Gravis said.

The Black Magnate was surprised for the first time. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"You are six major Realms above me," Gravis said with a smirk. "I'm unworthy to talk to you. So, goodbye."

The Black Magnate actually felt a bit nervous, which was astounding. The Black Magnate hadn't felt nervous in an eternity. Sadly, he didn't notice it himself. "This is different," he said defensively.

"How is it different?" Gravis asked.

"Because you don't want to- "but the Black Magnate suddenly stopped talking.

"Oh?" Gravis uttered with a smirk. "Come on, finish your sentence. You have stopped talking because you know exactly what I will answer, right?"

For the first time, the Black Magnate actually looked uncomfortable. "Yes, I know."

"Then, say it," Gravis said.

The Black Magnate sighed. "Because you are not talking to me because of my power," he said.

"And my answer would be?" Gravis asked.

"Then why would your father not want to talk to me even though I also wouldn't have any ulterior motives?" the Black Magnate answered with a sigh.

to that

know," he said slowly as he averted

Gravis said. "It's not that you don't know. It's that you don't want to

what if I could talk to your father. How would that change anything about

help," Gravis said. "Not because of his power, but because of

I remind you of your

"You said all the other

feedback?" the Black Magnate repeated as he looked

beings are miserable all the time, so you share your misery with the others, who will then share their misery with you. It's

father felt any different?" Gravis asked. "He's had the same issues as you. The important thing here is, had, as in past

the Black

you're in a major slump, you might not find the way out by yourself.

can't have a proper conversation with anyone weaker than you because you see all their Laws and know what they will do before even they know it. So, the only way to have a proper conversation and connection with somebody is to talk with someone on your power or someone you can't analyze as easily,

talked to are bitter and miserable grandpas, constantly complaining about everything in the world," Gravis said with a smirk. "When you are

while. "What would you suggest I do?" he

guidance from a mere Immortal. Immortals were nothing more than ants to him. How could someone that weak

"Seek help," Gravis said.

Magnate huffed.

much help in my Cultivation, and you said that it didn't matter. Power

own words, so what if someone thinks you to be pathetic? In the end, they will be

bitter person doesn't have a trustworthy opinion on happiness," Gravis said with

for some seconds and sighed. "Must you always throw my own words back into my

yourself. You speak truth without knowing the truth yourself, at least not consciously. You are so powerful, and you know so much. You should be able to find

"We Cultivators seek tempering when we can't comprehend a Law on our own. We already know basically everything about the Law, but

can't make the connection yourself, and if you can't make the connection on your own, you should seek something that can help you. The only difference between this and tempering is

a deep breath. A cocktail of mixed emotions swirled in his insides, something that hadn't happened in millions of years. There had always been greyness all around him for so long, but today, he was actually feeling something. He might not feel happiness, but he enjoyed this mixture of feelings. To him, it felt a bit like

that a fight brought with it. The Black Magnate missed all of these things. Yet, today, in front of a mere

missed

must think," the Black

"No," Gravis stopped him.