Silver Lining

Forgotten

Most of the mortals consider Life as punishment and Death is the end of the punishment as well as time to rest of the hardship they had been through when they are alive.

Instead of being grateful to Her when they celebrate their birthdays, they will show their gratitude to their parents and their loved ones.

She doesn't care that much as the power of a god does not depend on the number of Her believers.

"I rather be forgotten than be hated by the mortals."

The silver-haired man looked at the black-haired girl with disbelief.

"You changed a lot, Noona. You sound humane for the first time in a long time. Even the previous and the penultimate God of Deaths said you are more like a god than any other god."

"That's right."

A bitter smile appears on the God of Beginnings' face.

"That's why I will step down from my godhood and find a good replacement for this position once I regain my power back."

"What?!"

"I lost count of how long I have been a god. It's time for me to retire."

Gods can't perish.

They can just enjoy the retirement life. 

Retirement naturally looks different for every god. 

The ones who relinquish their standing on their own terms will enjoy their retirement while the ones who have it taken away will find retirement to be punishment.

What if they don't lose their standing?

The world is such a complicated place. 

There are a lot of gods who want to rest. 

Being a god is quite difficult too.

"Why do you go that far for a mere human?"

"That 'mere' human is the one who awakened the humane side of this goddess. Because of that, another child got involved."

Her intonation was full of pity.

However, her face doesn't show any regret.

That's the God of Beginnings that God of Death knows and is familiar with.

Cold-hearted, rational, noble.

She basically God of Gods as if there is no life, the other gods are useless.

"You have no regret for what you have done."

"Let me be selfish for the first and last time, Death. Raisa is the only believer of mine after all."

The jet-black-haired little girl turns her small body with elegance to face the 190 cm God of Death.

"Isn't it better?"

"What do you mean?"

"If I don't interfere when you were trying to take Jung Yeon Hwa's soul, it's gonna take a lot of time to reincarnate her. If we reincarnate that child before the time, she will die young again."

"..."

God of Death sealed his lips tightly.

He can't disagree with the Ancient God in front of him.

"Fate is cruel and unfair for few lifeforms. Even me being god for a long time still hates how these all workings."

God of Beginnings moved her short legs to exit the God of Death's workspace.

"Especially for the men with russet eyes."

Then, She's gone after leaving those words.

The God of Death sunken into his seat while thinking about the redhead that will wake up by now.

Plop. Plop.

'...What is this wet feeling?'

Tap. Tap.

Cale could feel someone cautiously tapping his cheek.

"Sniff!"

'Sniff? Someone is sniffling?'

"Sniff, sniff! Something is weird with our human!"

He could hear the Black Dragon sniffling.

Cale realized that it was time to wake up.

Cale should wake up in order to stop the Black Dragon from crying, however, he felt tired after thinking about everything he heard from that motherfucking god.

"It's about time he woke up."

He could hear Hong's mumbling.

'I feel sorry for the children but should I relax a bit longer?'

Cale had that thought in his mind as he debated whether to open his eyes or not when the record was playing by itself.

 <Jung Yeon Hwa was supposed to die at that time.>

Cale immediately opened his eyes.

"Gasp!"

He could see the front paws of the kitten who was falling over in shock.

He got up and leaned on the headboard.

He was a bit dizzy and could not see properly.

After he regained his vision, he flinched.

Raon's round face was right in front of his face and tears were dripping from those large round eyes.

"Human! You are a total idiot! Human!"

"Young master Cale, are you feeling okay?"

"You unlucky bastard, haaa..."

He could hear many people's voices.

He could see all the lifeforms around his bed.

The little dragon, Raon.

The kittens, On and Hong.

His butler, Ron.

His chef, Beacrox.

The ancient dragon, Eruhaben-nim.

The wolf, Lock.

The necromancer, Mary.

All of them are like family and friends to him who was alone in this unknown world.

How about Jung Yeon Hwa who is Raisa now?

'Team Leader Jung is all alone in this world. Her guardian in this world has just passed away.'

Cale looked at his hand and was lost in his thought.

He lets the records of Jung Yeon Hwa run by themselves.

When she's helped him to stand up after he used his abilities.

When she's treated his wound.

When she's mad at him for neglecting his health.

When she smiles reassuringly at him.

"I want to see her."

Cale mumbled quietly while closing his russet eyes.