Chapter 42: 41: A few minor tales

41: A few minor tales

… Let’s… let’s go back in time a bit. I feel like I breezed over a few things. Like that time Vivian asked me a question I wasn’t expecting.

“Lae, why do you spend so much time with me? I’m not complaining, just curious.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, I thought you’d just send me on my way after making me a priest, but instead we’re living together in the church I made. It’s practically like we’re married!”

“What can I say? I just really really like you. I’m not even sure why, it just felt like you opened up something within me, and I don’t want to ever let you go.”

Seeing her expression as she tried to process what I’d just said just filled me with even more love for her. 

…

Or maybe that time when I asked about those cultists that summoned me, (a bit late I might add), and Ophelia explained their fate to me.

“Oh, those idiots? They never actually adopted your teachings, so when they reach the end of their natural lives, they’ll just die and reincarnate like any other godless heathen. There’s no need to worry about them.”

That's a little sad… wait, “Is that not what happens to my proper worshippers?”

“No, those who accept your teachings and love become bound to your plane, and go there upon death. You’ve been letting them return to the physical realm as if they’d never died.”

“How do I not know about this?!”

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“Beats me. Your ignorance of yourself is truly astonishing.”

… I’m just going to pretend I meant for that to happen. Admitting that my entire system of handling the dead was just an unplanned accident wouldn’t really be appropriate for a god, right?

…

Then there was the time when I learned that all the surviving intelligent monsters wanted to come see me in person, and that there was now a massive crowd of them in town. Apparently the previous god of monsters was a lot less friendly, and somehow the meeting turned into a day long festival. 

There was lots of drinking, and dancing, and songs and… um… I don’t actually remember very much. I’m not really all that great with crowds, and chose to drink quite a bit to help me feel less nervous, except I don’t have much experience with drinking, and apparently I’m a lightweight? Vivi tells me she’d prefer I not get myself so drunk ever again.

“What did I do?”

“You got really really horny, and I had to drag you back into our room.”

“Oh. Sorry, I guess that meant you couldn’t enjoy the rest of the party.”

***Author Note***

Had some ideas I felt like writing, so I wrote them.

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