Monarch of Gluttony: System of Sin
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Azekiel strolled through the entire eleventh floor, just observing his surroundings. At times, it looked like he didn't have any goal in this other than just wasting time.

Throughout their stroll, they noticed many Kings from different realms. Some of them looked similar to humans, while others looked way more than just humans.

Throughout the entire time, Raphael was still lost in the two options that Azekiel had provided him. Which of the two options could be true? Which could be false? He wanted an answer, but Azekiel wasn't going to tell him anything. He knew that he needed to try other ways if he wanted an answer.

He needed to ask questions that were unrelated to this while still being able to give him some clues.

"There are so many Kings here in this Tower. Just what could be the goal behind creating this tower? Why would someone want so many Kings going against each other?"

"If you just give this opportunity to one world, won't that be unfair?" Azekiel asked in response. "The world isn't fair, but this tower is. Most of the time that is."

"The Tower was created to give every world an opportunity..."

"Opportunity for what?" Raphael was intrigued. He increased his pace to walk right beside Azekiel.

"An opportunity that the creator of this tower didn't have, apparently," Azekiel answered.

"So what was this opportunity that you didn't have?" Raphael asked, intentionally phrasing the question in such a way.

"The opportunity I didn't have was to receive your answer," Azekiel answered. "I'm sure there are every one of us who at times had no opportunity. If you want to use that question to prove that the tower belongs to me, then it's a weak question my friend."

"For example, look at that man in the distance." He pointed in the distance toward a man who had his back facing them.

"The King of Wrath from one of the competing worlds... He watched all his friends die, having no opportunity to save them."

"Why even look so far? Let's look at you. Raphael, King of Greed, who had no opportunity to save his world. Almost all Kings here have lost something that they once held dear, and they had no opportunity to save that. Some care for their loss while others forget about their loss entirely."

"I'm sure the Creator of this Tower must have something that promoted him to create this tower. Maybe it was to punish other worlds? Or maybe it was for something else. Who knows..."

"So you won't tell me if you created this tower or not?" Raphael asked. "Why are you being so vague? If you created it, just tell me. If you didn't, tell me that. Why do you want to keep me guessing? I just want to know just what this tower is and why it was created!"

"I'm a part of this tower, and I'm a part of your team. I want to know just what I'm a part of. Just what am I supposed to do? Just what is happening in my life and why?"

"What will you do after knowing?" Azekiel asked calmly. "If I say I didn't create the tower, what will you do? It's not like your curiosity will end. You'll just ask who created it then. It's a question that has no end."

"And if I say I created this tower, then what? What will you do then? If I said that I'm the reason you're trapped in this tower, then what can you do? The only thing that will happen then is that you'll still have to support me begrudgingly. Isn't that right? In both cases, there isn't a perfect solution."

"You said I met the creator of the tower before. I just want to know who it is. I don't want to play this guessing game!"

Raphael was the calmest person in the tower, but his curiosity made even him restless. It was as if someone had peaked his interest only to then stop speaking.

"Amongst all the people I met, there is only one person that you haven't confirmed or denied the possibility of being the Creator of this Tower, and it's you. Other than that, I don't think anyone else is capable at this point. All the others I met were weak!"

"Wasn't I weak as well?" Azekiel asked. "Who says that the Creator of the Tower couldn't be weak when you met him? Maybe that person was so weak when you saw him that you can't even consider the possibility of them being the creator of the tower?"

"I am sure that's not the case. If it was someone else, you had no reason to be vague. I've made up my mind. You wanted me to pick one between two choices? I've made up my mind."

Raphael still wasn't a hundred percent sure, but he had still made up his mind. Clenching his fist, he exclaimed, "You are the creator of this Tower. I select the first option as being true. You created this tower and no one else."

He selected an option that Lia had rejected as being false. Not both his Familiars believed in a different set of truths.

"Now tell me. Who is right? Lia of I?" he asked. "Who guessed right!"

It Azekiel wasn't going to answer until he made a choice; he decided to make that choice.

With two answers, he couldn't avoid selecting one and rejecting the other. He had to tell which of the two was right.

Azekiel stopped walking now that Raphael had made a choice.

He glanced at Raphael before gazing at Lia. Both of them believed that they were right. Both were looking at him to see just what his answer was going to be.

"Now that you've both made a choice, I'll tell you the truth. First, Raphael... You are right. I am the Creator of this Tower. I am the God of this tower and the being who made this place where you're all standing."

"Lia, you were wrong," he informed Lia. "Raphael managed to guess correctly. I'm the reason you're both inside this Tower. I'm also the reason that all the Kings are here! I am also one who created this maze of space and time which is impossible to decipher!"