Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 1221

Chapter 1221: Narrative

Atticus had seen their intentions coming a mile away. Political ploys. The same greed that had once plagued Eldoralth was beginning to rear its head again. Many wanted to secure more influence by involving their descendants.

Still, Atticus hadn’t stopped them. He saw no need to micromanage.

When Oberon had informed him of everything, he had only told the man one thing:

“The people can be excused to an extent from breaking the law. But any higher up breaking it will result in immediate death.”

Oberon had swallowed hard, and delivered the divine decree.

Luckily, no Paragon had been foolish enough to go against Atticus’ words.

Now seated beside many of the Paragons were youths Atticus recognized. His old academy mates.

Seraphine and Gerald Stellaris. Lila and Dell Alverian. Zephyr Nebulon. And many others.

They flinched and lowered their gazes as Atticus’ eyes landed on them.

‘It’s been a while,’ was all Atticus thought. He hadn’t built any meaningful relationship with them, so there wasn’t much else to consider.

But for them, their thoughts were anything but calm.

Lila was livid. Just a few years ago, they had been in the same academy, at the same level in society. Now, the same boy who once sat beside her in class… was a god. The god who ruled the entire world.

She didn’t know how to feel.

Dell’s body wouldn’t stop shaking. Atticus’ beating was still fresh in his head, despite the years that had passed.

The others were just as shaken. Hearing tales of Atticus’ feats and standing in his overwhelming presence were two very different things.

But regardless of what any of them thought, one thing was certain.

Atticus was in charge.

The Paragons and Eldorians were already on their feet the moment Atticus appeared, heads bowed.

There was nothing but silence as Atticus calmly scanned the crowd.

‘Is this really necessary?’ Ozeroth asked.

‘Yes.’ Atticus answered instantly. He had called a meeting right before the Virelenna to address everyone about the upcoming battle.

Ozeroth didn’t think it was needed, but Atticus thought otherwise.

‘Quiet Flame warned us that the competition would involve the entire world, not just its god. It’s not just me that’s ascending, it’s all of us.’

Atticus was simply being his cautious self.

Unfortunately, one of the downsides of being a god was the fact that he was tied to his world. It was a weakness.

And if he didn’t want it exploited, he needed to make sure it wasn’t as hopeless as it seemed. To do that, the people here had to be aware of the coming storm.

“You can all have your seats.”

They listened and sat. Atticus glanced at the people in the front row, Jenera, Oberon, Magnus, Avalon, and the other Eldorians, before turning to face the rest. His aura spread, and the air instantly grew heavy. Then, he began speaking.