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.

your answer to that question?"

slowly as he

that you don't want to admit that you might have had an

Magnate asked coldly. "So what if I could talk

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

you of your father?"

said. "You said all the other Magnates also feel like this. So, when

of negative feedback?" the Black Magnate repeated as he looked

who will then share their misery with you. It's just

same issues as

the

exactly like you. When you're in a major

it," Gravis said as he left the wall and gestured with his hands. "You 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

with a smirk. "When you are constantly seeking companionship from darkness, how will you ever find the light? I know it's cheesy, but

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

never believed that he would have sought guidance from a mere Immortal. Immortals were nothing more than ants to him. How could someone that

"Seek help," Gravis said.

Magnate huffed.

didn't like that I have had so much help in my Cultivation, and you said that it didn't matter. Power is everything. Therefore, the source

you are saying that seeking help is pathetic?" Gravis asked. "To use your own words, so what if someone

unhappy, bitter person doesn't have a trustworthy opinion on happiness,"

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

the truth yourself, at least not consciously.

we can't comprehend a Law on our own. We already know basically everything

connection on your own, you should seek something that can help you. The only difference between this and tempering is that the help you need is

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

a fight brought with it. The Black Magnate missed all of

had missed

the

"No," Gravis stopped him.