The letters vanished in an instant. But I stared blankly at the sky for a while, gritting my teeth.
‘So his wounds have healed enough for him to find me.’
Was I too late, or was he recovering too quickly? I sighed, then waved my finger to withdraw the Deep Sea. The water that filled the city drained away as if a hole had opened in the ground, and the citizens all wore dazed expressions.
"What was that? What just happened?"
"Ptooey, this is seawater. It's so salty."
"You idiot, who knows what's in it! Spit it out, quick!"
No one had died, and the rain clouds had all disappeared. At least I stopped it once. As I let out a sigh of relief, I felt an intense headache.
"...?"
Ever since becoming an outer god, all physical pain had vanished. I clutched my head at the sudden agony, and my legs gave way.
"What the... Ugh."
Kneeling in the soggy mud, I quickly assessed the situation. Did the poison mixed in the rain contaminate the Deep Sea?... No, I had flushed all the poison away.
My power wasn't so crude as to make such a mistake.
"Don't be greedy."
A voice laced with pity reached my ears. Chukya, in the form of a young Linmel, had appeared at some point and was looking down at me.
"Just let it go. You have to pay the proper price."
"...Let what go?"
"Your world. There are principles that not even a god can defy."