Contemplating about it, Sett figured out two ways by which he could increase his physical strength.
One—blessings.
There were Axioms out there which could be used to permanently bless others. Some could even increase a target's physical strength by a noticeable degree. But that was too rare and Sett didn't know of any way to get his hands on a person like that, not in the near future.
Two—Sett's face darkened a bit. Gods.
He had to find the Gods inside this Tomb and figure out any secrets they might have. They were the source of all Axioms, they must also have more information about all the existential questions that Sett had.
What were Tombs?
What was the purpose of life?
Why were people born if they would die?
Sett closed his eyes.
"I do not want to kill you three," he said. "But I don't want to let you live either. Ana, you can have them."
Making them Tomb Slaves weren't that useful. After all, anybody else ho ate their Tomb Hearts would be just as useful as them.
