High heavens.
Realm of Life.
In the private garden that belonged solely to the Goddess of Life.
"Is the life of a god not also a life?" the Goddess of Night propped her hands on the table, looking at the ever-gentle smiling Goddess of Life across her, her heaving chest betraying her agitation as she couldn't help but question, "The murder of the Goddess of Pleasure must be related to Ahtal—aside from him, no one in the high heavens can easily kill a deity."
The news of the Goddess of Pleasure's murder had spread throughout the high heavens, causing unprecedented panic, leading the all gods to urgently plan to deal with Ahtal. Even if they couldn't slay Ahtal, they sought to banish him from the high heavens.
Otherwise, not a single deity felt they could sleep soundly.
"Ahtal has not left the Realm of Life," the Goddess of Life patiently explained to the Goddess of Night, "Whether the Goddess of Pleasure is dead still needs confirmation; I will personally watch over Ahtal."
