Today was the day.
I, Bearateme, was finally being awarded the Final Fragment.
Not some cute little medal or a pat on the back from a lesser god.
No, this was the fragment.
The missing shard of divinity that would no longer make me a god on paper but a god in truth.
A real one.
I would be untouchable in the pantheon.
I would finally be able to shut those smug so-called "higher gods" up once and for all.
And most importantly?
I'd be able to tighten my grip on Noah—the guy had been doing nothing but growing more and more soft for some reason.
To be honest, this confused even me since I thought I had taken care of this plot hole by giving him that First Generation Villain Making system.
Ughhh
That darling puppet—
He was once so full of rage…and now?
There he was cracking jokes in a café with friends like he's got a future or something, lol. Pitiful.
He had no idea what I had planned. No idea what true suffering still sat waiting in the ink of my pen.
