"The world is just returning the treatment that you gave to them." Jun Wu Xie said matter of factly.
The God of Destruction sneered, "This world? I am the God of this world and it's mine to do with as I please! I created everything in it and if I want to kill, nobody can do anything about it! Hahaha!"
To him, it was ludicrous that the world he created was now abandoning him.
Jun Wu Xie was nonplussed at his obstinate expression, in that moment she only felt sadness for him.
"I am a God! I am a God!" He started hollering, as if that was the only way to preserve his last shred of dignity as a God.
However, his misguided pride only made Jun Wu Xie feel even more sad for him.
Gods created everything but they could not control everything. All beings in the world were born with free will and from that moment on, with their feelings, hopes and desires, should never be used by Gods as chess pieces.
