Squatting underground, Hill was quite satisfied.
Russell, really, apart from his slightly lacking aptitude, was perfect in other aspects.
But when he thought about it, with his bit of fate, this child would not fall short of Adrian!
Indeed, his birth gathered the favor of this world... although it might not seem much to outsiders, it was already the last bit of toothpaste squeezed out by the World Will.
Although pitiful, it was certainly rare.
In a sense, Russell was truly lucky yet unfortunate.
Lucky in that he indeed possessed fate, and it could even be said that, if various factors allowed this world to escape the clutches of devils, he could seize the opportunity to become a deity.
However, the unfortunate part was, although various powers existed, in the absence of others intending to fight for it, this world was destined to be occupied by the Styx.
