Divinity: Against the Godly System

"That is possible. Whatever being the case, don't leave the house until it's all over. The streets are chaotic," Ryder told Esmi.

"Ah, yes. I'll try to find the person responsible for this while staying inside. If it were really a targeted attack of one of my enemies, I'd make sure he pays for my damages," Esmi muttered as she sighed.

"As long as you don't leave the house, everything's fine. Keep a strong security around your house, though. Don't let any stranger enter. Whoever did this managed to get inside your club with a bomb," Ryder responded.

" Ah, yeah. I'll keep that in mind," Esmi said, nodding her head.

Ryder disconnected the call.

He rested on the sofa as he stretched his arms.

This is going to be a long night indeed," he muttered as he sighed.

"The world is trembling, time is cracking, and I'm walking over a thin line between Terrorists and God of Time that can come after me at any time for messing around with time. Sigh, why can't I be allowed to live a nice and peaceful life? I thought things were finally in control," he let out as he unlocked his phone.

He turned on live tv again and started listening to the news.

There was nothing new, fortunately. No new blasts happened. As for the information about the investigation, the news Channels didn't know much about what the authorities were finding since it hasn't been a long time since the attack. Most of the channels were discussing the attacks inside the country.

The Fires were finally under control, though, but the damage that was left behind was heart-wrenching to see. Even though the news channels blurred the bodies, the blood that was everywhere was screaming about the innocent lives that were lost here.

Ryder sighed as he watched the scene. 

"This is so bad. I must stop this at all costs. I must succeed," he muttered as he frowned.

The number of estimated dead people in these attacks was over ten thousand. The number of seriously injured people was even more. As for the ones with minor injuries, they were in tens of thousands.

Throughout the night, Ryder kept watching the news and reading the articles about the attacks online. He even tried finding all he could about the attacks on social media, including videos captured by the people that were at sight.

The night passed away just like this without him getting even a minute of sleep. Soon, it was 8 in the morning. Alice was still sleeping as she slept late.

Ryder put his phone down and went to the shower to refresh his head that was starting to get sleepy. He knew that he only had to take up for 8-9 more hours before it was the time to go back in time. At that point, his body should also be back to the condition it was in 24 hours ago, and he wouldn't need any sleep.

He spent ten minutes inside the shower before coming out and getting back to work. 

After half an hour, the doorbell rang.

"Breakfast!"

The person outside the door said.

"Come on in," Ryder replied without standing up.

The hotel staff entered the room and placed the breakfast on the table.

"We would like to apologize for the delay in breakfast. It's been pretty chaotic here as well with everything that has happened last night," The person apologized to Ryder respectfully.

"Don't worry about this. It's fine. I'm sure everyone slept late last night after what happened. It's nothing," Ryder replied casually.

The man nodded his head before he turned back and left the room, closing the door behind him.

Ryder stood up and walked back to the bed. He was about to wake Alice up to get her to have breakfast, but as he saw her peaceful sleeping face, he couldn't bear to break her sleep.

"She looks so cute when she's sleeping," he muttered as he shook his head. "Sleep as much as you need, little girl. Stay in the dreamland for some time."

He walked back to the couch and got back to his work. 

Soon, it was ten in the morning. Alice hadn't woken up yet. It had been only seven hours since she fell asleep.

Six hours had passed since Ryder had talked to Ray, and only six more hours were left in the deadline he had given To Ray for collecting all the information.

He called Ray's number again to get an update on every Ray had found so far.

****

Ray was sitting in front of a laptop, going through some information on the screen.

His friend and fellow team member Jacob were standing behind him. 

"Ray, why don't you go get some sleep? You haven't slept in over twenty-four hours. Take a few hours of nap. I'll go through the rest in the meantime," Jacob suggested.

"Ah, no. It's fine. It's only a day. I can go on for longer. It's not the time to rest anyway," Ray muttered as he shook his head.

"Can you contact Reylon and Mias to get the information that they had managed to collect so far? Tell them that I'm asking for it, and I'll share what I collected in exchange," Ray told Jacob as he glanced back.

"Ah, right away," Jacob said as he turned back and left the room.

"This is intriguing," Ray muttered as he watched a video of CCTV that he had managed to collect. It showed the person that was probably responsible for placing the bomb.

*Ring* *Ring*

"Hmm?" Ray frowned as he shifted his focus from his laptop screen to his phone screen.

"Ryder? Ah, half time had already passed. He seems pretty punctual," Ray muttered as he picked up the call.

"Hey," Ray said.

" Did you manage to find anything?" Ryder asked straight away.

" Yeah, I found a few people. There were fourteen blasts. I'm investigating five locations. Other nine are being handled by other teams. I have managed to find the location of the bombs in all five of the places in investigating," Ray told Ryder.

"What about their faces?" Ryder asked Ray as he frowned.

"Amongst the five blast locations, I have managed to find the face of the culprits in four. The fifth-place seems to be impossible for now since the CCTV room and everything else were destroyed there. We're trying to find witnesses so that we can make sketches," Ray explained.

"So you have the faces of four of the terrorists that placed the bomb. That's pretty good so far." Ryder said.