Dalmanrach nodded.
"It's a long story, but I can see that you have a sharp memory. It will be easiest to start from the beginning, when the gods appeared—together with the entire universe."
I prepared to swallow a *lot* of exposition.
'Good thing that my memory is still perfect…'
"It was a time of freedom. Everybody did what they wanted, creating and destroying freely—until the first conflicts inevitably appeared. We fought, of course—but nothing came out of it. Every god is equal in power to every other one. What one god can do, another one can cancel, so nobody ever won or even achieved anything in those conflicts."
I shook my head.
"No way! From what I've seen, you are *anything* but equal! Even you—didn't others call you 'the suppressed one', Mr. Dalmanrach?"
He chuckled.
