Chapter 340: How Many Women Does Max Have?
“A god? As in like Phaius and Ockrim?”
Shaking his head, Bob chuckled and frowned.
I was never like them. Wekime… that is a name I know. There are others like him, old ones, ancient ones who came after me and my siblings. A time before something I cannot remember. So much is missing, and yet I can recall a few threads.
His fingers snapped, and the boom that came from them would have deafened someone had it been real.
Gone was the world that had been spinning; instead, the entire place they had been reclining in was replaced with countless galaxies and systems, spinning around them in the darkness of space.
There was a time that these places were mine. Somewhere out there is a world I call home… or, I called home. If it still stands, I do not know, but what I can tell you is that perhaps if we can overcome the other two skills, I can search for it and see what remains.
Max’s eyes moved constantly, trying to take in everywhere around him, turning on his seat and looking over his shoulder and behind.
“How many? I mean… how strong… or—”
Not questions for now, but know there was a time when only two others were equal in power, and now the three of us are bound by a single thread, destined to fight for some reason over and over. Why? I have no idea. That is what bothers me the most.