Dungeon Prowler : One Man Army

The gods sitting around the council, in order to prove their hypothesis, they were given a chance, if they consumed the immature fate and successfully ascended to the rank of primordial, their universe was to be spared and even left for them to lord over it, a pretty sweet deal, especially since they would be included in the following contests for the mature universes.

They made an oath with the creator of Burkan, they would not try to consume the fate until a god was born, who, without help from the primordial, without being an avatar, and is completely independent in his ascension, the oath is valid until the culling or when said deity reached the level of a creator god. The upside of the oath is that they had the same authority as the creator, the downside is that the maturity of fate would make it harder to be absorbed by then. It is, therefore, they were already planning on breaking the oath, being cut off from their universe was already sapping away the power from the council, especially because they were almost ready to ascend towards becoming primordials.

"This creator has been away for so long there is no concern about betrayal, he might have known a thing or two but he would never act against the will of his masters, this rift may be something akin to a symbolic struggle in order to let his creation survive".

"All your words are well and good, since we have no information, we can barely act now if we have any doubt that our plan may fail, that and the interference from the avatars can be expected now, this stupid rift is nursing a planet, and they may hinder us just to see the end of this".

"What about the boy, we were surprised by the return of the creator that we stopped the plan to eat him, his little bit of luck has become a pain to deal with, should we just make Death harvest him?".

"I believe that it is not as simple as that, I have been diving into fate to try and see his future, there is none, his path should have ended at the doorstep of an orphanage, he should have died after being in the cold rain for a whole night, something tells me if we act on him, the creator may just eat us and ascend himself".

"Preposterous! We are older, stronger and far craftier than you give us credit for, a sole creator has no hope of going against us, just kill the boy and forget about consuming him, it's already annoying that he can influence fate with his mere existence".

"I would recommend to wait and see what the little planet that is hidden in the rift is made for, it is being nursed with vast amounts of faith just to develop it, I bet there is a trap, if we act in any way that may disregard the oath, we will be marked as oath breakers too early, we may lose both fate and our lives".

"Let's ask Death, then, summon him and questions him about the boy, if he goes against us, kill him, even if we have to anger the null". The one who spoke last had the looks and the aura that indicated he was the defacto leader of the council, as he spoke Death materialised behind him still munching on Poison-type lotus fruits. "I was having a great time, what do you need from me old geezers and crones?"

"The boy, you seem to have taken a liking to him, look at you, eating mortal fruits and having fun, shouldn't you be reaping lives and growing stronger?" The decaying sphinx was lashing out at Death who didn't even blink at those words, rather he focused his gaze on the tallest chair "is this about the boy? I recommend leaving him alone, if you want a reason, then take him as the god you swore to wait for, he has that potential"

There were frowns spreading on the faces of the council members, if the boy had the potential to grow as strong as the creator, then he could grow stronger as well, that, and if they killed a likely trigger to their oath, the creator may go to war against them for the reason of interference, the primordial beings may or may not pass judgement, and that uncertainty troubled the council to no end, they were after all, away from home, had no advantage other than the tolerance of the primordials, it was imperative that they keep all their power focused on dealing with fate rather than the creator or the beings of this universe.

"I will be going back to having fun and you go back to your scheming, I have to warn you before I leave, don't think I will stand aside and watch you harm the kid, sorry, my own master is watching him grow too" with that Death vanished from behind the council, leaving them make disgruntled noises and curse at the kid, Death, and the null, however, none tried to leave their seats, this universe was getting troublesome by the moment, as if it was trying to reject them.

Back at the private dimension, the family has already gone past the last incident, if it was solved then it was solved, who cares about it anymore, Yunan was currently in cloud form and playing as the hiding spot of choice for little Catelyn, hiding her away as they played hide and seek, everyone was playing, even the gods, sometimes being childish was the best way to return the flow back to the family.