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.

answer to that

said slowly as he

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

asked coldly. "So what if I could talk to your

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

that I remind you of your father?" the Black

the other Magnates also feel like

Black Magnate repeated as he looked into the street with

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

felt any different?" Gravis asked. "He's had the same

changed?" the Black Magnate

you're in a major slump, you might not find the way

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 way to have a proper conversation and connection with somebody is to talk with someone on your power or someone you can't

miserable grandpas, constantly complaining about everything in the world," Gravis said with a smirk. "When

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

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

"Seek help," Gravis said.

Magnate huffed. "That sounds

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

saying that seeking help is pathetic?" Gravis asked. "To use your own words, so what if someone thinks you to be pathetic? In the end, they will be the unhappy

trustworthy opinion on happiness,"

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

"I'm only showing you that you already have all the answers 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

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

with a bright smile, "you already know everything about happiness. Yet, you can't make the connection yourself, and if you can't make the connection on your own, you should seek something that

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

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

had missed these

the Black

"No," Gravis stopped him.

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