As Yunan turned the 90th-floor upside down, the council of the over-gods continued to discuss endlessly, Death was standing aside, the noise he made as munched on something made those sitting on the council even more agitated.

Death was smirking at the panicking gods, and they kept glancing daggers at him, all of them hated him at the moment, he was the biggest part of their plan before, relying on his aid for many things, now, he was just watching them, after declaring his neutrality, they could not get the aid of null, not unless they could find a new avatar of null from this universe, unfortunately, the number of death gods was too big to let one grow enough to be noticed by null.

What irked them the most was that he became part of the enemy generals, even if he played neutral in the war, as long as no fight had taken part, Death was firmly on the side of Yunan, he even threatened the entire council, word for word, he said: "do not get any funny ideas about the pocket dimension, I do not usually issue threats, but lets take this as the first and last time, if you even think about it, the deal you made with the primordials is void, and I will harvest your entire universe before your eyes, then I will harvest you as well, the boy is up for grabs, if you can get your hands on him, as for his family, even dreaming about harming them is enough for me to take action".

Death was by no means easy to deal with, to the council, Death having nothing better to do than munch on fruit while watching them is a waste, they had made use of Death too many times, but the up jumped Yunan had done nothing of the sort. To their knowledge, Yunan was truly fighting a war against three fronts on his own.

What lead them to this thought, was the fact that the creator has left too quickly after visiting Yunan, since they couldn't spy on the meeting, they assumed that the two were at odds, there was no way that making any kind of deal would take so little time, they assumed that details needed to be discussed, especially when it came to contract between gods, the peace treaty details made for the true battleground in any war.

They could not even imagine that Yunan had a plan so good, the creator did not even need to know the details, just the outline was enough for him to accept his role as a pawn for Yunan, and with that plan, Yunan finally left the chessboard. Even taking him into account at the moment was the wrong thing to do.

The avatars thought the same as well, they kept their eyes focused on Yunan and his every action, the moment he ascended was the spark to ignite the war, as long as he remained mortal, he had no power. Unfortunately for both sides, Yunan had little care about their movements, even the occasional report from Death was shrugged off, no matter what plans they hatched, as long as they made their preparations to be in the physical universe, it was moot.

Once the planet was ready to house all divine realms, all their plans will go up in smoke, what truly mattered to Yunan is to plan for the true battlefield, the divine realms. For now, he had access to 3 different realms, the realm of luck, the realm of dreams and Tartarus.

Yes, Tartarus is not a simple dungeon, it is the divine realm of the smith Hephaestus, a truth Yunan only grasped when he created his seed, how else could an artefact possibly be made of 100 floors, each floor is a pocket dimension. As artefacts go, the pocket dimension made for Yunan was the best Hephaestus could create, it was an independent universe capable of growth, as long as it was fed enough, it could become a true universe.

It also made sense that the awards in the treasure chests came from a divine realm, the monsters dying and respawning endlessly, it ould only be explained if their souls were residing in the divine realm, Tartarus was not the name of the dungeon or the divine realm, it was the name of the manager, the one Hephaestus called his daughter.

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Powering up the realm was a simple matter since the power of faith came from mortal souls, there were billions of people in the dungeon, all of them were exuding emotional power and praying all the time, praying for loot, praying for good hunting, they even prayed as they died.

All of that could be accumulated, treated as an energy source, granting the divine realm enough sustainable and renewable energy for as long as adventurers could step inside of the dungeon.

Yunan had been wondering why other gods were prohibited from getting inside the Dungeon before, even Fortuna had to come by stealthily and did not use her godly powers, it was not that Hephaestus was able to enforce that rule, it was that he did not grant entry to gods, he could do so as he pleased, for example, if Fortuna was not a friend and was visiting Yunan; who at the time was friendly with Hephaestus, she would not have had the permission to enter.

This also solved the problem of why there have been no gods trying to kill him in the dungeon. If even the over-gods; who have been hostile to him for a long time, did nothing while he pranced around in the dungeon unimpeded, it meant that they were unable to force their way inside.

A war on a divine realm was a very complicated matter, one had to spend a crazy amount of faith, they also had to make their realms and divinity vulnerable for the taking, none of the over-gods had faith to spare for a realm invasion.