《The Unnamed God. I’m Really Not A God You Guys !》The Unnamed God. I'm Really Not A God You Guys !
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****(POV)
There is something soothing about this place.
Is it the river of blood perhaps? Maybe the blackish ground? Is it the castle of skulls? Perhaps the wild unlife? I'm not sure, but every once in a while, I do enjoy coming here.
Right now I am having fun playing fetch with the local watch bone dragons.
I pick a bone from one and throw it far away, watching it fly away to go and grab it. Then it comes back pitifully. It doesn't have a choice but to guard this place after all. This is an order it received from its master.
Still, I'm not sure why he even bothers using such weak creatures in the first place. What can a few rank 5-6 bone dragons even do? These things may as well be decoration. Actually, that is exactly what they are.
This is always something that fascinated me, how every god deals with their personal domain. For some it will be empty, for others it will be carefully designed and there are some that let it be everchanging.
Funny how many gods don't receive visits in the first place. When they feel like socializing most will go to the White Space. I never really knew who started that place anyway. All that I know is there are people always lurking there, like Compromis haha.
I guess I'm the only one that bothers even moving around the god realm physically. I am a wanderer after all. Well, it may be because of the laws of this world. It definitely is challenging to navigate.
After all, every god has their subspace that keeps evolving based on their following, then there is the fact that these subspaces keep moving about…Yeah.
Just as I'm playing with the Dragos, I hear a shout.
[Duruser! Didn't I say that I'd kill you the next time you showed up uninvited to my place?!]
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[Let me think, I'm pretty sure you did. How long ago was that? I feel like it's been a while, right Ubruk?]
He simply looks at me angrily. Well, it's a bit hard to tell given he doesn't have a face. Downside of being a skeleton.
I keep going:
[Right, I should probably congratulate you. Your champion is doing pretty well. How many cities has he conquered by now? You can try to fool others, but I know exactly what he's been up to haha. Pretty impressive of him to split his soul like that.]
[You! Do not tell anyone or I will really kill you!]
[Hehe, we both know you cannot kill me even if you wanted. Anyway, Compromis must be pretty devastated. That whole city of peace of his ended up as… well a waste.]
[*Scoff* He should have picked a better Aspect. There is only so much that diplomacy can accomplish. But yes, he is wailing in the White Space right now.]
[Haha, you even went there to taunt him? How harsh! Who else was there?]
[Why do you do that? Why do you always ask us about the White Space?]
[Don't be stingy! Just answer!]
[Fine, there were the Moon and the Abundance goddesses fighting again. Everyone was still avoiding Talion as usual. Exca was following Koiin around.
That Purity bastard was trying to prevent others from drinking their primordial wine. DicE was trying to get people to bet with him. KooKing was trying to sell food. SHO was trying to look mysterious.
All as usual pretty much. You know that I barely know anyone there. We aren't all big shots like you with followers everywhere!]
[Hehe, I'll blush!]
[Duruser, why are you even here? What about taking care of your champion?]
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[Already lost him.]
[What?! Then you are screwed in the upcoming war. You'll lose all your followers without anyone to defend them. Who knows if you'll even still be known when the next war comes!]
[It's not that bad. Who needs a champion when you have countless followers anyway? I'm unlike you. I was never defeated in a previous war. Not even once.]
[That's only because you never really fought! You are always lurking on the sidelines! You'll be screwed if anyone attacks your followers!]
[Well, you are not wrong, Ubruk. But what's the point of being a god if I can't enjoy myself, eh? Otherwise, I would have remained a mortal all my life. You know, sometimes I do miss the earth realm. It is such a nice down-to-earth place.]
[Was that supposed to be a wordplay? -_-]
[No?]
[Anyway, stop breaking into my place already and just go to the White Space!]
[Well, that's the thing. To access it one needs to use the terminal in one's domain and well…]
[…?]
[I kinda misplaced it, tehe ;) ]
[Your terminal?]
[No, my domain.]
[You?! Actually, never mind. I'm not even surprised... *Sigh*]
He looks at me at a complete loss. It is always fun to get a reaction out of him. Then again I really am lost haha. That is what happens when you keep hopping from domain to domain. At some point, you lose track.
In any case, it isn't that much of an issue. Sure there are some things I won't be able to do like access the White Space, or choose another champion, or send an oracle, or...actually, that's pretty much all that the gods micromanage.
Anyway, it's not like my followers care about stuff like that anyway. I once forgot them for a few hundred years and there wasn't an issue. Their faith was even stronger than before.
Just as I'm thinking that I get some feedback. Feedback is something I rarely receive. It means there is something happening in the earth realm. Something that many of my true followers pay extreme attention to.
From a scale of 1 being don't care to 10 being one's own birth…. I'd say they are feeling about 12 right now.
That definitely piqued my curiosity. As I look into the details, I can't help but become baffled myself.
Someone on the earth-realm is creating a pseudo deity. One that isn't backed by anything concrete. One that doesn't have a consciousness either. The fake kind really.
Except that this fake is actually managing to move even my followers. Let's just say it is difficult to make an impression on them. Once many died killed by an asteroid. Normal day feedback is all I got. I only noticed it cause a few hundreds of thousands died at once.
Now, this is what I call insane!
Whoever is doing this is either a genius or a madman! No, actually let's peg that individual as a genius madman.
I can't help but start laughing. Ubruk is looking at me funny.
Who cares, haha!
I feel like the future will be extremely interesting.
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