"Gods could be here" he thought, "I've never been in this plane before. There could be Gods anywhere." The cool wind felt good against his bare chest. "I HATE GODS" he thought. Rex Incognito reverberated his entire cart, making it pulsate even as the 1200 mora wine circulated through his powerful thick veins and washed away his (merited) fear of Gods after the fall of Khaenri'ah. "With a gnosis, you can kill any God you want" he said to himself, out loud.