His question made Wrath stop laughing. He considered the question for a while. Eventually he shrugged and said, "It is possible. It is also possible that Raijin won't notice him. After all, he has a good cover story. He awakened and gained golden eyes.
Such mutations are not rare. You have seen worse."
He has indeed seen worse mutations. His mutations are an example. Both awakening changed him. One made him pale white while the other one made him black and tattooed his skin.
So the mutations that accompany the awakening of abilities would make the Patriarch's golden eyes appear normal. In fact, he is more normal that many others.
Kelvin shook his head in wonder and said, "Not that it matters anyway. Raijin can't kill him permanently. His soul is immortal, so he doesn't need to be constrained by common sense. After all, the rules of life and death don't matter to him."
Wrath nodded in agreement. "Well said. We will just have to see what he is up to."
The interview on the TV ended with final words from the boy. "If you are a goon for the Patriarch, please come to me. I have found a new home for us. The justice league will take care of us."
Wrath began laughing again. Kelvin shook his head and went online to search for information about the boy.
Unlike himself, the boy had some information about him online. They were useless information, like who his parents are. Apparently, they had performed a DNA test and used it to confirm who the boy's parents are.
There were other pictures of their reunion and other useless information. He couldn't glean any information about the boy himself, which wasn't odd. All of the goons had no online presence, so they didn't have their information online.
Eventually, he gave up the search. But he didn't give up on keeping tabs on the Patriarch. After all, the Patriarch and Raijin are both targets he has in mind to kill. He doubts that's the Patriarch's plan, but he wouldn't want them to join forces.
His life returned to normal until it was time for his destiny game.
He knew it was almost time for his game when his vision flashed briefly. Everything around him disappeared, and he saw the white space of the tower of destiny in his vision. The vision disappeared quickly, only for him to return to his position on the couch, snacking and watching TV.
He decided not to wait for more warnings or for the tower of destiny to forcefully pull him into the game. So he closed his eyes and focused. He envisioned that brief vision he just had. It didn't take long for him to appear there.
His destiny report appeared in front of him, but he went past it into the tower itself. He saw the bowl of balls in front of him. They were just like last time. They had numbers on them, and he was to pick 10 of them.
He didn't waste time in picking them. While he was doing so, he said to Wrath, "What are the odds that the game I would pick will force me to fight bugs?"
Wrath didn't reply. The silence made him look around and realize that he was alone. It was a strange feeling to him. He had gotten used to the presence of the spirit. The two of them also work well together in his missions.
He shrugged. "No matter. I have to be good on my own or I will die. If I die, it won't matter if I have helpers or not. After all, we will all die alone."
It was strange not to have the snobby shadow spirit by his shoulder, overlooking everything he is doing and pointing out mistakes, giving unsolicited advice, or laughing at things only it finds funny. But he is, at his core, a lone man.
He has been mostly on his own all his life, so this absence doesn't rattle him. Besides, he is still wary of Wrath. He hasn't ruled out that Wraty might be a figment of his imagination.
The shadow might just be an aspect of his ability that has grown a personality. There is also his suspicion that Wrath is a devil. That is more likely than the first one since devils exist. They are otherworldly beings that offer lucrative deals in exchange for souls.
That suspicion always made him chuckle. It is because he can imagine Wrath asking people for their souls while actually playing pranks on them for laughs instead of giving them what they actually ask for.
So it was a slight amusement that he made his pick from the balls. Then he shifted his appearance in preparation of the surprise he had in store for anyone watching. Next, he waited for the game to start.
The game started with the spinning of the ten balls. His eyes got dizzy from watching them spin, so things became worse when they exploded like a flashbang.
According to Wrath, the balls didn't explode at all. They just look that way because he can't comprehend what they had truly done. The data from his eyes scrambled his mind and other senses just like a flashbang would do.
Wrath was particularly cocky about that explanation. He was so cocky that it refused to tell him what the balls were actually doing. He had to go online to search himself.
It was then that he found out that the balls were tearing a hole in space and teleporting him through the tunnel they had created. The sight of the process and the unpleasantness of traveling through the tunnel is what disorients him.
Even knowing this, he couldn't stop being queasy and disoriented by the process. When he could finally see again, he was in the arena for the games.
According to what he saw online, every arena is in a sealed-off space, so he can't escape by any means, including trying to fly away. Many people have tried and failed to do so. They all hit an impenetrable barrier at the edge of the arena.