Godslayer looked at the many gods through Alex's eyes.
He didn't recognize a few of them, but most were old enough that he did. The Storm God especially was one he immediately recognized. He remembered fighting this man so many times, trying to kill him, but failing every single time.
The man had not only been strong but fast too. Catching him was impossible, and beating him even less so. Every time he did find someone to use to kill those gods, Godslayer had to run away instead.
He was no longer the person he used to be, but still, Godslayer found himself hating this man. He was just too arrogant as a person if he remembered correctly.
The other stronger god, the one he felt himself somewhat resonating with, was clearly the Winter God. He had seen her before when Alex was in her home world.
