《Im a Divine Flesh Golem?》Divine Blessings and Revelations
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Hannah was dumbfounded. There was silence for a moment as everyone present allowed her a moment to process the information.
What stirred her from her thoughts was a single priest that began moving to right and past her. As she tracked him turning her head, she saw something in the corner of her eye.
Behind the chair she had awoke in, she saw something that made her blood run cold. There behind the chain laying with arms crossed upon its chest, was her old body.
Hannah moved faster than anyone thought was possible. In the blink of an eye Hannah had moved from where she stood to kneeling over her old body.
Hannah had no words for what was before her. She felt a small hand upon her shoulder. Turning her head and tear-filled eyes to see the High Priestess standing next to her.
“Even my lord proclaimed it a miracle that your old body made it here. Most do not make the journey across the void. Even souls are often damaged by the journey.”
Hannah’s mind was frozen. “I did not think I would have to face this.”
The Priestess motioned for several more priests from off to the side to advance. “We can dispose of it if you would like.”
Hannah made a choice in that moment that would send ripples down the course of history. For better or for worst, she chose.
“No, I need a shovel and a place to bury it. This is my body, and I will give it a proper burial.” Hannah spoke in a low but firm voice. The Priestess motioned for the priests to cease their advance and for several to prepare the necessary materials.
“We will abide by your needs.” Spoke the Priestess as her hands returned to their resting position clasped by her waist.
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“Thank you.” Was all she could manage at that moment.
A place of honor was prepared for her body on the grounds of the church. Hannah watched as several of the priests and gravediggers stood by waiting for orders. None came.
Hannah’s old body was wrapped in white cloth and as that was done Hannah began to dig. It took her only 23 minutes to dig a proper grave for what had been her body for all her 23 years.
She went and picked up her body when it was prepared. She carried it the half mile to its final resting place. She wept silent tears as she laid her old body to rest within a plain wooden box.
The Priestess had tried to argue for a better coffin, but Hannah would not have it. “I will lay it to rest, in what I see as fit.” Was all that she said.
Hannah picked up the box finding it lighter than she had expected. Then she placed the box into the ground. As she did so the Priestess and the priests had all began to sing hymns and spoke words to sanctify the body she laid to rest.
When all was said and done, night was falling. The High Priestess said that they would go through things more the next day. Giving her time to adjust to the new body.
Hannah was mentally exhausted. She thought that she would have been tired by now, but she felt capable of running a marathon.
Then it dawned on her, “Of course I don’t get tired. I’m a Flesh golem now. Constructs don’t get tired.” Hannah laid back in a comfy chair in a room that had been prepared just for her.
The room was right out of a fantasy novel. Things were woefully medieval here. The room was dark only illuminated by candlelight and the light of the full moon coming through the open doors that lead onto her balcony.
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Her final words ran back across her mind, “I wish I could see the stars one last time.” Hannah stood and step out onto the balcony and turned her head up.
What laid above her was an inferno of light. The stars here were vibrant and clear. She smelled the air and found it fresh and clear. Seldom had she ever had such luxuries back on earth.
She often played a game with her friend David. The DMMORPG Yggdrasil. He had told her of his many adventures in the game. How he had to start again after he had lost a fight to another player.
It had taken him over a month to appeal his ban.
As she stared upon the heavens burning with the light of untold numbers of stars, something clicked in her mind.
System Installation Complete
Welcome Hannah Ashborn
(Cheat) Wisdom of a Saint
You obtain any knowledge from your old world, Earth, or this one, Advoria, not pertaining to weapons or combat.
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