《Until death? (Old Version)》57. Sorting out the mess?
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I am in my new palace, sitting on my throne. Aengus is riding on my lap while I am dealing with various matters of state.
Before me is a multitude of representatives who are unhappy with the new order of things in this world. After the whole issue with the new memories and godhood, we are finally back on track again.
It was clear that the old order of things was completely overthrown. Gods can take care of themselves. So why should the serfs and workers continue to crawl under the nobles feet.
I introduced a guild system, for the lack of a better solution. What else can you do with a population of beings that powerful?
Every guild has to order its internal affairs and hierarchy by itself. Currently we have guilds for war, nature, arts, technology and construction. They all have to answer to me. If a guild needs or wants something, it has to trade with the others through the provision of a service. By working for a guild you can gain points which you can spend on various luxury items.
It will surely get adjusted in the future, but for the time being we are going with this. Of course most noble houses are now in the first line for the different guilds leadership.
Of course we had to create a new currency system. It's pretty problematic if everyone can just wander off and collect some valuable minerals like gold or diamonds. On the other hand many things like cars or air-planes completely lost their value.
Those people before me don't belong to any of the current established organisations. They just entered the room and started to complain about various stuff. Like not being able to have a proper life, being bored and having nothing to do.
“We think that we deserve better!” One of the men complains. “We are gods now after all! Why should we serve others!”
“Yes!” “Exactly!”
“Because even under gods, there have to be rules! We are stuck on this world together for the time being. So we have to deal with it. If you guys are unable to cope with the situation I know a solution!” I throw a meaningful glance to a fist sized crystal globe on a pedestal beside my throne.
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A small green figure is hopping up and down inside it. It looks like it is screaming at the top of it's lungs without accomplishing anything. It has a strange resemblance to Tjenemit.
The people before me grow pale.
“But I am a reasonable fellow! If you explain your problem to me in a civilised manner, we may find a civilised solution.” I continue the talk and grin at them.
One of them who has grey hair and the features of a mouse steps forward. “I have been a scholar for my entire life. I worked in libraries and taught students. From my previous lives I remember nothing different until I got problems with the Council. I was always a peaceful fellow and tried to stay away from problems. I am not a fighter, so I can't join the warriors guild. I am no technician, so I can't join them either. For the other factions my skills are too mediocre too. For one reason or the other everyone here doesn't fulfil the requirements to join any of the existing guilds. Without being able to join a guild, we can't acquire anything we wish for, but can't create by ourselves. Others are simply bored because there is no work for them.”
I nod and think about it. “So what type of guild would you need to have a place in society?”
The old guy blinks. “Pardon me?”
“You tell me you are here because you can't join a guild. So we will create one for you. Hmmm, like a service guild?” -Me
“But who needs such things now? We are gods now. If we wish for something we can get most of it by ourselves.” The old guy is confused.
“Well for example I wish for some people who get my state in order, most of the servants ran off because they remembered a heroic past life. Officials threw their work to the ground because they remembered that they were great arch-mages. If there was a guild which would offer to keep track of my books I would certainly take their services.” I am speaking the truth here. Rose may have stayed with the family, but the royal household surely got messed up. Rose only stayed because she is more like a family member than a servant.
The old guy nods to himself. “If you could really set up such a guild for people like us, that would surely ease the problem.”
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“Then it's done. I will tell my remaining officials to sign the necessary papers. And I am sure they will join that guild themselves in the same moment. They surely just stayed in their position because their situation was similar to yours.” I rub my temples while I contemplate the chaos I had to endure until recently.
The representatives bow to me and are led outside by a guard. It will surely take several years for society to settle down. Not to mention what we had to do to the kids. Some smart asses with big degrees ultimately decided that it would be best if they had their memories sealed until the age of twenty.
-Daddy? It's all nice and all. I appreciate that you are showing me your work. But it's still boring as hell!-
Aengus complains from my lap.
“Oh...sorry, but mommy can't look after you at the moment. She is trying to find out how Seria created this.... mess in our ecology.” Then I grab the crystal globe with Tjenemit and shake it a little before my son. Tjenemit gets slammed from one side of his cell to the other like there would be a violent earthquake.
“Look! You can play with this for a while. This is my new Tjenemit-globe!”
Aengus takes the small crystal sphere with both hands and holds it carefully.
-You shouldn't do that to prisoners! It's not very heroic!-
“Aw! Cheapskate! Try it! On top, that's no prisoner, that's an experiment!” I have to teach that guy the right view on the world! What if he ever has to take over my position?
Aengus tries to shake the globe up and down a little. Then his eyes start to gleam and he lets go of the globe. It stays in position and doesn't drop. Looks like he is holding the light globe with telekinesis. Then the globe slowly starts to spin through the horizontal axis. Tjenemit starts to run as his prison starts to spin. Going ever faster until he trips and is pressed against the wall like a hamster in a running wheel.
“Hiihiihihihihi!” Aengus starts to laugh with a high voice but the Tjenemit-globe gets snapped out of the air before our eyes by a hand.
“Don't corrupt him!” Celes snaps at me and slams the globe back into it's position at the pedestal. “I had hoped that you would be a better example.”
“Hi, honey! We just had a little experiment that's all.” I smile at her.
“So it wasn't mistreatment of a prisoner of war?” She looks down at me like I would be dirt. “Give me Aengus! He has to get to sleep, he is a child after all.”
She takes Aengus from my lap and walks off with him. He is waving at me over her shoulder, while he is looking a little disappointed at the globe. Hoho? Maybe I can teach him a few things after all?
Looking out of the window, I realize the setting sun and declare the end of my audiences. After a few minutes I am back in our private chambers and throw myself onto the bed.
Why is it that we still get tired and have to sleep and eat? Aren't we gods again? Are we something between mortals and gods now? Celes is trying to find the answers, but I don't have much hope. From my knowledge no god ever lost his divinity, got reincarnated and got it back.
Not many gods ever died before under the council too. There is no knowledge about the life cycle of gods. It's disturbing.
Celes enters the dark room and jumps onto me. “Husband, I need you for an experiment!”
“The husband is tired! The wife has to make the experiment on her own....hmpf” I grumble but something that tastes like chocolate gets shoved into my mouth.
“The husband is needed for this, because this doesn't work with a female alone!” She kisses me while she hugs me on the bed.
“Did something happen? You are really aggressive today?” I ask her while she is rolling on top of me.
“Oh. Nothing... I just managed it to create a new form of that aphrodisiac, I got from Tanja..... so I wanted to test it!” She whispers into my ear.
My face drops. Damn! I have to puke! I already swallowed it! I try to jump out of the bed but Celes wraps around me like a snake, using her tail too! “The husband shouldn't run from his duties!” She whispers to me. “It's not good if you run around while the drug is taking effect!”
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