Chapter 24: God Discussion
The forest was silent. The only sound was Ank's heavy breathing as he dragged his sword across the forest. Blood was dripping from his sword.
Ank wiped the sweat from his forehead, his hands trembling. His body screamed in pain, but he was smiling.
Finally… he had defeated it.
But somewhere, far beyond the planets, far Ank could see—beyond the stars mortals would never reach, in a place where entire galaxies were nothing but toys—someone else was watching.
A figure cloaked in shadows lounged lazily across a throne that floated in the endless void. His laughter rolled through eternity, echoing across dead suns and collapsing stars.
"Ha ha ha ha! Look at him… struggling, crawling, bleeding for every breath. What a delicious sight!"
This being was Destruction. And right now, his favorite pastime was not ruling, not destroying anything, not devouring worlds… but watching Ank.
"Yes… this is the entertainment I want. The emperor of the universe struggling. The miserable life of
Ank! Every day, every quest that crushes his spirit—it is art."
Destruction leaned forward, replaying a particular memory like one would rewind a video. His smile stretched wider.
"Ah… this one. The tenth day of training. When the boy was ordered to lift those ten wooden logs, each weighing only ten kilograms. So simple, so pathetic. Yet every time he tried, the ground itself trembled beneath him. His arms shook, his legs gave out… ha ha ha ha! I can still hear the sound of his bones cracking."
He slapped the armrest of his throne, shaking with the galaxies and laughing. "This scene deserves
to be shared!"
With a flick of his hand, a glowing object appeared—an artifact no mortal could imagine. Yet to the gods, it was something as simple as a mortal's phone.
Destruction unlocked the screen, scrolling casually through a list of messages. At last, he opened a
chat group. The name flashed brightly across the void:
[Group Chat: Ank Death]
The members were countless divine beings—gods who, for one reason or another, despised Ank.
Destruction typed gleefully:
"Brothers, behold the worm struggling beneath logs of wood. The great future hero looks more like a crushed ant! Ha ha ha ha!
He attached the vision of Ank's training, then pressed send.
In an instant, the chat exploded:
[Death]: Useless mortal! How dare he breathe while we watch!
[Decay]: Pathetic… yet strangely satisfying. Show more, Destruction!
[Storm]: If only Creation didn't guard him… I would have killed him and turned him into dust long ago!
[Plague]: Disgusting boy. He should have died already.
[Happiness]: I am enjoying this show, send more in the group.
[Strength]: Pathetic, he deserves this.
[Intelligence]: This is the best show I have ever watched.
[Destruction]: I will definitely kill him one day.
[Light]: He deserves only death.
[Sea]: I will do anything, so I can watch his death.
Countless comments in which everyone wants Ank dead rushed towards the group, showing how they regret not being able to kill him and want him dead at any cost.
Destruction's grin widened with every reply. Their hatred towards Ank, how everyone hates him.
I knew how you all felt, I also felt the same, Destruction replied in chat.
But we could not do anything about these.
We only watch him like this, but this was also interesting, I regularly send all of you Ank moments and struggles.
[Decay]: Yes, you can send more of these like videos.
[Death]: Pathetic… how we felt satisfied with video while doing nothing, but I enjoyed watching his struggles
[Plague]: If I had power, I would definitely end his chapter
[Sun]: Disgusting boy.
[Happiness]: Can you send all the videos of Ank's struggles?
[Plague]: Come on guys, let's move to another video.
By saying this, he also uploaded a video in which Ank was struggling with the stone plant monster.
[Plague]: I like these fights.
[Light]: I know why you like these fights because in fight, Ank was nearly dead.
[Sea]: I also like these fights.
[Death]: I like these fights much
And Death uploaded a video in which Maya punched him.
[Storm]: Struggle, Ank, and make us happy.
[Destruction]: Everyone upload your favorite moments of Ank's struggles.
Slowly everybody started uploading their favorite scene of Ank struggling, and Destruction's laughter increased and enjoyed every video.
He was not bored of any video, no matter how much he watched.
This hate Ank that much,
And yet, none of them could touch Ank.
"Because of her," Destruction muttered, his eyes narrowing.
Yes. Creation. The one who birthed existence itself. She had become a very, very overprotective mother. Her wrath had become infamous among the gods. Those foolish enough to approach Ank found themselves erased, their divinity turned into dust.
Destruction chuckled again. "A mother bear with claws sharper than stars… but even she cannot interfere with humans. She can't shield him from quests. She can't stop his suffering. And so… I laugh."
He leaned back, tossing his head. "Ha ha ha ha! Oh, this boy is the greatest comedy I have ever seen. His pain, his struggles, his pathetic attempts at survival—they are my joy!"
His laughter reverberated across the cosmos. Black holes quivered. Nebulas scattered. Mortal souls in far-off galaxies shivered without knowing why.
The void trembled, as if the universe itself disapproved of his amusement.
And yet Destruction did not care.
Unaware, Ank continued his weary march back toward the village. But above him, the gods plotted, mocked, and laughed—his very existence a spectacle for those who ruled the world.
And Destruction laughed the loudest of them all.
Suddenly, someone punched him.