The realization hit the Gods like a thunderclap. It wasn't just about their demigods.
The true brilliance of Sunny's design lay in the mortal world.
Why stop at copying the talents of a demigod, entities whose abilities were already known and somewhat limited by their creation?
With Mire and Yggdrasil stationed on their own planets, the Gods could harvest the genius of their entire civilizations.
A humble farmer with an S-Grade Plant Affinity? A random beast with Shadow Walk? A prodigy born with Fire Soul?
All of it could be copied, stored in Mire, upgraded to SS-Grade by Yggdrasil, and then bestowed directly into the God's own soul.
It was Skill-Resonance without the cooldown.
But as the initial euphoria faded, the math of the universe began to set in. Sunny never gave anything away for free. There were limitations, and they were steep.
The first barrier was Faith.
To Sunny, a trillion faith points was nothing. But to the average God of the Pantheon? It was a fortune.
