Loneliness.
This was the path this God was currently offering me in an indirect manner. A path that would push me away from everyone I know, without a doubt.
Having to kill others to survive—that was a path that would lead me to power and also doom.
I needed to make the right choice.
There were positives and negatives to both sides, especially considering the skill I had initially chosen before coming here, which made it possible for me to hypnotize people around me.
If I had a power that required me to kill people, then how would I gain loyalty with others?
Everyone would be scared of my presence.
However, while that might be the case, I could also decide to take a completely different route than the one I had taken for the past two weeks since I had arrived in this world. I could become strong by myself, using poison as my main power.
But there was only one problem with this second option.
