Masrith sat in his throne and stared at the continued argueing amoungst the other gods. "Well I suppose I better show up." A portal opened up next to Brahma. "Do you think it makes me a negative person for knowing all of this would happen but did nothing to prevent it?" Masrith stood in silence for several seconds. "I know it's pointless to ask considering I already know the answer but I prefer to here people in a current flow and not some forward thing. You get what I mean?" He looked around the others. Masrith had several floating metallic hands he was fiddling with while he waited for an answer. There were four in total. One held his staff, one held his sword, one was empty, and the other held his signature hourglass. The hourglass that could foretell the ending of a significant being, including the gods.