550 The history of the gods.

The wine glass slipped and fell out of Lythia's hands. The surprise in her eyes so vivid like water in a transparent crystal glass. This news hit her like a monster truck crushing into a fragile human body. 

"I.....Wait.....you." she stammered as the words rebellion crystallized and settled in her great mind. 

"Do you need time to process this because we can pick up from here tomorrow?" Wisdom told her.

Lythia clenched her fists as anger came in and took the place of that shock. How could the reapers turn against them? They were gods!! Without them, the reapers would not even be immortal or exist. 

"Let me guess, you are now thinking how dare the creatures we created defy us." Wisdom said, monotonously. 

He did not present it in the exact way Lythia was thinking but it was all the same because that was it.