The possibility that Owen and the other gods were not the first group to arrive here struck him with sudden gravity. His expression darkened as his thoughts raced.
If there were indeed predecessors—gods who came before them—then where were they now?
Could they all have perished within the cruel confines of Dantean Hell?
That was certainly a worrying prospect. But Owen couldn't rule out another explanation: the existence of innate gods—those who had been born with divinity rather than acquired it through ascension or faith.
Of course, based on the historical records he'd seen within the Caesar Empire, there had never been mention of such beings. Not once had an innate god been formally documented.
Yet Owen knew well that the Caesar Empire, like all human kingdoms, was but a brief flicker in the endless timeline of existence. The absence of records didn't necessarily mean the absence of reality.
