Well, the description of Kyouya's world made it seem plain enough, and almost pleasant, at least to the former Toushin Taishi. Was it truly like that? Kyouya's apparent age had to make Homura wonder, but then, there were those who had gotten a sense of the Heavens when they were even younger.

Wasn't that right, Son Goku?

But some things remained unchanged, and Homura nodded at the accurate comparison. While wealth was not so much a factor, influence certainly was, and there were and had been gods who would do anything for political position. Still, most men of that type had one major weakness.

"But can your wealthy and influential battle for themselves, if necessary? Or would they be helpless, should the men they rule over realize their own power and rise against them? Would they even be able to see it?"

The gods of Heaven certainly hadn't seen Homura's plan as it unfolded before them...not until it had been far too late to stop him.

But there were other factors in that battle, and with a grin, Homura shook his head. "Short, perhaps, but not uninteresting. Mortals have a beautiful stubbornness that most in Heaven simply do not possess. Their desire to not just live, but to live in a manner of their own choosing is to say the least, admirable."

"And what about you, Ootori Kyouya?" Homura rarely addressed anyone by just a first or last name; a quirk he'd developed too long ago to be able to explain. "How do you choose to live your life?"