"Eh? How come you, a god of nothingness, have a scent of existence attached to you?
What? Did you have a fight with one of the two brothers?
Not speaking?
If you didn't tell me, I would have started to guess. Well, I guess it's [Memory]. It's more annoying than [Time]. "
The pair of cold eyes glanced at him indifferently, and said to the noisy [Nothingness] Cell God in front of him without joy or sadness:
"Why did you lie to him?"
[Fraud] His eyes rolled slightly, stars flashed, and he said with a smile: "How did I cheat?"
“You’ve been lying.
I saw [Memory], and He said that after He learned that [Time] had summoned my believers, He decided not to interfere in the affairs of [Nothingness].
So, why are you pretending to be [Memory]?"
"Hmm?" The playful eyes rolled and sneered, "Did I hear you right? You are the god of Nothingness, but you believe the words of an Existence and doubt your own sister?
Oh, I never thought that [Memory] could be so good at throwing mud at others."
“It is precisely because I am [Nothing] that I know what He says may be true.
[Existence] indeed cannot understand [nothingness], but I do.
It was I who saw the destiny, so I chose him instead of you.
You know clearly that he represents the established and will eventually step into the [nothingness], so why do you still bet on him? "
"Oh? I can't place a bet?"
He glanced at Him with cold eyes but did not answer.
The playful eyes sneered and continued:
“It seems possible then.
If you can, why not?
Besides, I am the appearance of [nothingness] and hold the power of [fraud]. Lying is the will that I advocate, so why can't I lie to him?
But you, I guess this darling of [fate], probably doesn't like what you call the established?
Otherwise, why would he play the role of my emissary and come closer to me instead of you?
You saw his future in fate, but you didn't know that no matter which time and space he was in, he hated that future.
It's funny, does your darling know you'll sell him off when the times turn?"
The indifferent eyes became colder.
"That's not selling, that's fate."
The smiling eyes sneered again, full of ridicule.
"Tsk, so he called you a bitch. Well, I think he was right."
This was a critical hit in terms of words, but Fate rarely took action. He simply stared at Fraud with cold eyes and asked in a deep voice:
“What’s wrong with [Him]?”
“No, you are wrong, He is good, everything is fine with Him.
It's my fault.
Hee~
Who doesn't have a few rebellious children? The Mother of Prosperity has two, the Mother of Order has a bunch, and *Him...
At least there is one of me.”
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