1073 How Much?
Michael swallowed hard. His world turned upside down, and nothing seemed to make any sense. Nôv(el)B\\jnn
"I only have one question..." That was a lie. Michael had numerous questions. In fact, his head was overflowing with them. However, there was only one thing the Will had to answer. If Will wasn't willing to answer or the answer was even more unpleasant than Michael expected, Michael would...do something. He wasn't sure what exactly he would do or what he could do against a being with more amassed Essence than the Primal and all gods together.
"How much did you influence my life?" Michael asked. The question was simple, yet not. Depending on how much the Will intervened in his life, something within Michael may or may not break. The Will knew that but it didn't even do something against Michael when he used Mind Watcher on him. On the contrary, the Will acknowledged and embraced Michael's vigilance. "It's good that you're vigilant, but it is even better for you to know that everything I say is nothing but the truth," The Will commented.
"But to answer your question, I didn't do too much. That doesn't mean I didn't intervene much in your life, but compared to how much I tried creating other prospects, you can be considered a pleasant ride...with the best results I've yet to create," The Will answered, but that wasn't enough for Michael. The Will noticed that and nodded slowly, his pristine white form rippling again and again.
"I created a system to infuse Curses into the respective Cursed Children. I didn't infuse Fenrir into your soul. That was something I didn't do. However, I did get informed about it and decided to insert a trace of my purest Essence into you as a mark. I had to mark you to watch your growth. Since you were suitable enough to become the Holder of Fenrir's curse, I was aware of your potential. You had the potential to grow into a powerful god. Therefore, you, alongside Taros and a few more children, turned into my potential successors. I haven't made a final decision yet, but I've prepared your starting Soultrait Symbols and suitable territories to ignite your growth."
The Will stopped for a moment before continuing.
The Will said, and Michael knew it was nothing but the truth.
Still, he swallowed hard as the Will stepped closer.
"I also know you want to grow stronger. Strong enough to beat the Primal. I grant you the opportunity as long as you accept the Origin Expanse. If not, the Origin Expanse will implode and cease to exist once I cannot control it anymore."
Michael wanted the Will's power. He needed it.
He swallowed again, but his train of thought slowly shifted.
The corners of his lips tilted upward.