Ten years.
An instant for the universe, a blink for a long race, a considerable time for a celestial ranker and a full decade for a mortal.
It was the longest period of Varian's life.
"Again?"
Varian looked at his status with irritation.
[Creator Avenue: 1000/1000
Ruler Avenue: 1000/1000
Sage Avenue: 1000/1000]
He was stuck at peak rank 2 for ten goddamn years. The bottleneck hadn't moved an inch.
[Don't stress it too much. The primordial gods are rank 3. Even the slivers can't help beyond a point.] Logos said in an uncharacteristically soft tone.
Varian shook his head, rolling his eyes and breathing out. "Screw that bullshit. I'd be happier if you had a specific answer."
[I don't.]
"Well."..
[Neither does she.]
(Shut up, Logos! Why are you dragging me into this?) Samsara almost screamed, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
Then, she addressed Varian, her voice turning gentle, as if she wasn't the one yelling at her fellow sliver.
