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 averted

It's that you don't want to admit

Magnate asked coldly. "So what if I could talk to your father. How would

"Not because of

remind you of your father?"

the other Magnates also feel like this. So, when you talk to them, are you not entering a

feedback?" the Black Magnate repeated as he looked into the

you share your misery with the others, who will then share their misery with you. It's just misery going around and around, intensifying the misery

asked. "He's had the same issues as you. The important thing here is, had, as

the Black

mother and I," Gravis said. "If it weren't for us, my father would probably still be exactly like you. When you're in a

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

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

for a while. "What would you

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

"Seek help," Gravis said.

Magnate huffed. "That sounds

asked. "I said that I didn't like that I have had so much help in my Cultivation, and you said that it

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

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

silent for some seconds and sighed. "Must you always throw my own words back into my face like this?"

the truth yourself, at least

when we can't comprehend a Law on our own. We already know basically everything about the Law, but we just can't make

the 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 not a fight but contact with someone

swirled in his insides, something that hadn't happened in millions of years. There had always been greyness all around him for

danger, the excitement, the uncertainty, every emotion that a fight brought with it. The Black Magnate missed all of these

missed

the Black

"No," Gravis stopped him.