A small party was thrown, celebrating Aurora's survival. Things served and used here would've driven even peak rank 1s mad.
The finest of high rank 1 beasts were served as dishes. Wine brewed in the heart of Genesis' World Tree was casually passed around.
'Asherah would be mad I stole these. No, no, steal is a big word. As the heir of Genesis, I inherited them in advance.'
As Primula, Evander, Matriarch and Hazel enjoy themselves, Aurora rubbed her hands for warmth.
It'd be a lie to say she didn't resent Asherah. But what could she do?
Ask Varian to kill Asherah? He might do that. But that'd push all of genesis into jeopardy.
When her 'mother' tried to attempt the fusion, Aurora had a glimpse into her deepest thoughts.
Asherah used to be an ambitious divine ranker, once. But as she embarked on the path of race creation, she'd fallen in love with life.
Today, she's solely driven by fear of losing everything and was being crushed by the weight of all living things.
