Chapter 206 (1): Keep the Original Odor, A Hundred Percent
If the love of your life is a man, what does that make me?
Filomina sat up in shock. Yes, he... but... Since Wayne was Windsorian, she couldn’t easily dismiss his words.
You like men? Suspicious, she lifted her hands and raked her fingers through her hair, stretching like she had woken up at dawn from her sleep. She looked at him with alluring bedroom eyes.
Wayne met her gaze with an impassive face while Little Wayne greeted her enthusiastically.
You almost fooled me! Filomina smothered a chuckle, pleased with his reaction. “Who’s Clark? Is it someone you’re bothered by?”
“I don’t know him, but I have a feeling that he’ll become my lifelong rival,” Wayne said seriously. “If you’re interested, you’re welcome to look into him.”
Who knows—what if there is a Clark in this world?
Filomina filed that away in her mind and leaned down to rest on Wayne’s chest, finger drawing circles on his skin. “Again, I’m telling you not to be the Anointed One. It has nothing to do with me being the High Reverend of the Church of Moonlight. I’m warning you as a person: gods will not tolerate disrespect!”
Wayne remembered that, but only believed half of it. Rather than gods not tolerating disrespect, it would be more accurate to say that the strong’s dignity should not be challenged!
He had never changed his stance on gods, considering them the strong who made the era. The five goddesses and the Heavenly Father, as well as the fallen Storm and Thunder, were all gods. The former created the faiths of the new era, enjoying endless glory, while the latter fell from grace and became lost in history, even losing their name to obscurity.
Gods were not eternal; gods also met their end!
And gods weren’t omnipotent and omniscient.