"Is this what the Sun God wanted? A life dedicated to serve its creator?" Damian asked.
He could never be certain if the thing was hostile or not; only time would answer that question. But in the meantime, he could use the guy's memories.
The Golden-black golem shook his head.
"I thou.. The previous me thought the visions of a golden sphere and a powerful artificial body meant he would be reborn and become even more powerful than before. Only he assumed all that would happen in his world. The possibility that it could be inside a dungeon and his divine core would have a claim of a master never crossed his mind."
Sulthar glanced at Damian. Clearly, the guy had no idea how to feel about this weird situation. The thought of his all-mighty, benevolent father serving a greedy guy like Damian must be eating him up from the inside.
'So the visions played both of us.'
