Thinking of this, their 'Leader' spoke.
"Jason, I think we need to talk."
"I think there's been a bit of a misunderstanding between us."
"We can both win from this."
Their 'Leader' said so.
Jason did not speak, nor did he answer.
The other party continued.
"Do you want to know the whole story?"
"Do you want to know why I did this?"
"I can tell you everything—I used to be a 'poet', a poet who sang praises to the Deity in the 'Divine City,' and due to my excellent Talent, I was bestowed with abilities uncommon to ordinary people, including... 'life span.'"
"Can you imagine the joy I felt when I, a mere mortal, not even a member of the Black Iron Level races, became at least a Silver Level longevity species?"
"You must be able to imagine it."
"People around me cast envious glances."
"Under such gazes, I grew more joyful, and more tremblingly sang praises to the 'Deity.'"
"Time was passing."
