Chapter 141 - 122 What if Our Father is Not a Good God
The God of Mountains and Craftsmanship, Hiris, was a star that had awakened its self-consciousness later than the others. At the moment, He gazed at the world beyond the Celestial Kingdom.
After the Country of Divines was completed, Hiris yearned to create a wise race that revered the mountains, mined ore, and swung hammers to forge divine weapons.
Within the Celestial Kingdom, quite a few divine beings created races rather carelessly, even on a whim, fueled by enthusiasm, and with a burst of imagination, they simply fashioned races out of the earth.
Such races were not only incredibly fragile, unable to withstand natural disasters, but also lacked the necessary survival skills. Even if the divine beings put in great effort, these races would still perish of thirst or starvation on the land.
Over three thousand years, who knew how many races created by divine beings hadn’t even formed tribes before they vanished in the river of time.
Hiris resolved to learn from their lessons, and for this reason, He was as cautious as He could possibly be.
After the Kingdom of the Country of Divines was established, the God of Mountains and Craftsmanship sought out several divines who had successfully created races, such as Prophetic God Kagawus, Water God Angel, and Wine God Sibos, among others. The earnest He diligently noted every single key point, to be prepared for any necessity.
Soon after, Hiris sorted the tips He had gathered, from how a race can survive to how a civilization can be established. Then, to His surprise, He discovered that although the various races each had their own traits, they indeed shared common, almost identical, characteristics.
Like writing, laws, history, rituals... In many places, despite the differences among the various races, they coincidentally aligned on crucial aspects.
It was as if they were crafted in the imitation of the same race.
"Could this be a coincidence..."
