Shoyo was now in the same realm where he first met Soren.
Because this realm was for his companion's home, where the man will rest and take a relaxing break from the problems above and below realms.
They both decided to practice the ginger's skills in basic sword fight so that Soren won't have a problem.
Right?
Nope.
Shoyo was given a plastic sword.
A PLASTIC SWORD.
God thought his friend must be joking and underestimated him.
"Soren... Why give me plastic when I am a God... I'm sure I can-"
"No."
The tangerine got offended as he wasn't able to finish his sentence.
"Why?!"
"Because your body is not the same as your REAL body. That's why."
"HUH?!"
Shoyo couldn't help but feel belittled by his friend as he clenches the plastic sword in his hand.
"Are you joking with me? What do you mean by that?"
He asks trying to hold on to his patience.
"You'll see... Now! Let's start!"
Before the ginger could even protest his friend got his very own plastic sword as well and they start basic movements.
It was going very well.
But there won't be happy endings if things go TOO WELL, they say.
And so did Shoyo's practice.
They have been doing the very same 4 movements in sword fighting for 4 hours!
And every time the ginger lifts his PLASTIC sword, it just gets heavier by the minute.
"Let's take a break. 15 seconds."
"Wha-"
"This is for your betterment. Lord of Lords..."
Soren said with an appeasing tone in his voice.
It was true.
He intended to let his master remember his godly self to get better at his fighting skills.
He looks at the orange head as he sighs.
Until he then thought of something.
An idea.
"Sir... How about you go to your monument... You know the statue."
He proposed as he didn't take a glance at the ginger.
Shoyo looked at him confused and suspicious of his intentions.
"What do you mean?"
He asked.
"There's a hidden door behind the stone of your statue... Only those who were with you in the past remember that place..."
The man said as he wipes his sword in his hands, still not looking at the tangerine.
"Don't worry... Not even the high priests know about it... They're too dumb to know..."
Soren said as he chuckles.
"But how can I enter if many people gather around that place? It's like an attraction."
The ginger asked as he steps closer to the man.
