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The first thing he did when he got back down was use his sacrilege to block the gods of the world from his thought, trading whatever they may have wanted to say for a host of notifications.

Deny all.

He wasn’t in the mood to hear from anyone, be they the gods he liked or not. Since coming back he’d worked so hard to help the world. From his mana bracelets he’d made to the buffing ones he was in the middle of testing, to the materializers he’d perfected and his current experiments to enhance a person’s attributes but all of that still wasn’t enough. So many of the gods of the world still saw him as nothing but a pain who expected to be paid for his work instead of giving it freely just because he was mortal and it left them to see him as nothing more than a list of discoveries to be exploited and he was done dealing with it all.

He’d been working himself to the bone to try and grow to help the world and still, all they saw him as after all he’d accomplished was nothing more than a convenient bit of experience to be enjoyed, leaving him to question why he was even trying so hard in the first place. The world wasn’t his problem. Who cared how doomed it was, he’d been trying his best the entire time and it still wasn’t enough to get any real recognition that he didn’t have to fight tooth and nail for. Why continue putting his body and soul through so much when that was the only reward waiting for him in the end?

It was a series of thoughts that echoed through his many minds on his entire way home, making his way through Anailia and hoping the entire way he wouldn’t be stopped by anyone he knew; getting that small mercy as he arrived back at the shop.

With the question of what to do next. He hadn’t had a proper break in forever and he’d meant what he’d told the gods. Why try so hard for the planet if that was his reward? Someone else could make tools and weapons, all he needed to do was relax.

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…I feel like I haven’t drawn in a while. Why not do that for a bit?

It was as good a solution as any and he knew exactly how he wanted to do it so with a plan for however long he was stuck on that planet firm in his thoughts he went home, going around to the backyard as he began materializing.

Using his phenomenal level of skill and power, he bent the mana he held to create only a few simple things. A lawn chair, some sunglasses, a sketchbook, and some pencils before laying down to get to work, taking what felt like his first real day off in ages.

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