The First Heir

“Purgatory on earth? How could there be progress without sacrifice? Human civilization has long since come to a halt for many years. If we rely on insects like them for development, it’ll take centuries before they break through the shackles of the first civilization. Wouldn’t it be better to open that door and let the rules, civilization, and the power of that world baptize everyone? The survival of the fittest is the eternal theorem of this world! Even if you have the ability to protect this world and those stupid human beings, how long can you do that? You and I both know that the door will be pushed open sooner or later, so why can’t we be the ones to push it open?”

Under the altar, the voice became more arrogant and excited as it continued. “Roger, why don’t you let me out now? Together, we can easily take control of this world by joining forces!”

Thump!

Suddenly, the walking can in Roger’s hand struck heavily on top of that stone slab!

He said solemnly, “You are making excuses for your dictatorship and autocracy! Your wild ambition is not in line with what’s good for this world! You want all of them to become slaves and tools under your ambition. That’s the difference between us!”

Silence.

The voice under the altar suddenly disappeared. However, a moment later, a furious roar of rage came from beneath this altar. The entire altar began to shake violently, and the surrounding mountains began to vibrate.

Clarke, you’re pedantic! I’m doing this for the sake of this world! Only the strong can survive in this world. I’m merely picking out the stronger ones, those more fit

Roger was silent, staring at the slate on the altar with his wise eyes. He sighed and said, “After all these years,

is using your son as a pawn the choice you made?” The voice under the altar

of the Clarke family were born to protect

don’t you think it’s

voice floated out again and said, “The God Creation Project has been underway for such a long time. The last time it failed was entirely because of your selfishness, so don’ t flatter yourself by sounding all selfless and noble. This time, you even want to use your son as a pawn. I want to

hand in what happened to

these words, the altar returned

The Lovelace family?

of the altar, Roger looked up at the sky. After a long silence, he said to himself, “The Lovelace family, the God Creation Project… Did I

next moment, Roger’s