The Throne Room, City of Gods.
The atmosphere in the hall was filled with anticipation.
Beru had evolved into void born God of evolution. Cai Zhen had become a void born God of cultivation. Now, it was Thera's turn.
The Goddess of Annihilation stood before the throne, her eyes wide with a mixture of fear and eager determination.
She had watched her companions ascend to heights she had only dreamed of, and she was terrified of being left behind.
She wanted to be strong. She wanted to stand by Cai Zhen's side not as a liability, but as an equal.
Sunny looked at her. He saw the hope in her eyes. He saw the trust.
He raised his hand, preparing to manifest the Isolation Sphere for the third time.
"I am ready, Emperor," Thera whispered, clenching her fists.
Sunny nodded. His thumb moved to snap against his middle finger.
STOP.
His hand froze in mid-air.
He suddenly felt a rejection from his own talents.
