OK, so they're not exactly the same as they used to be.

Amber hasn't and is refusing to leave Ali's until she's full. Never mind the fact that she's eaten over 100 dishes already and has been here for over four hours. Blondie, the peaceful best friend to everyone in Varona, has vanished. I don't know when she disappeared or where she's gone as I can't sense her anywhere in my domain and Violet still isn't back from her run.

Fortunately, I can sense her and Bear in the forest outside town, but Blondie's starting to make me nervous. It's not like I can follow her either if I don't know where she is. Another hour of panic later - about the same time Amber decided she was full, I felt Blondie enter my domain. Moments after she appeared next to us outside Ali's and she was shortly followed by Violet.

It was as though they knew that Amber had finished and returned right on time to match. I didn't say anything and instead moved us to my tower. Maybe I shouldn't have been panicking? With how Becca can act though, my worries are definitely justified.

Speaking of my rebellious teenage Dragon, Randy has been pushing her hard recently. I really want to go and congratulate her on the effort she's putting in, but I just know it will go sourly. When she's ready to evolve, I'm definitely going to praise the hell out of her.

If it wasn't for the stupid rebellion clause in her species, I'd be over there praising her right now. Becca and her sisters do a great job of keeping Sis occupied on a daily basis, that alone is praiseworthy right there.

Before I appointed her to the mountainous, daycare position, Sis had begun to remind me of how Me used to act before he got behind the Abi version of Dungeon Core'in. A lot of 'It would be more efficient this way' and 'Why do you persist on sleeping?' springs to mind.

A peaceful life is what it's all about and those types of questions lead to stress.

That said, after seeing Sis yesterday on her day off, she was a lot more mellow than she used to be. In fact, when I saw her, she was reveling in delight at the different types of desserts our resident Chef had created.

With that in mind, I lay down to rest. It's been a rather stressful day all things considered. Tomorrow though, I need to talk to her about this Dragon issue. I'm hoping we can come to some sort of understanding about what Rebellion Dragons evolve into. I'm praying it will be something placid. Or as placid as a fourth-tier Dragon can be that is.

With the task in mind for the Abi of tomorrow, my head hits the futon. The triplets bickering over something trivial is the last sight I see as sleep claims me.

I didn't even realize I was that tired. As the darkness of my dream's embrace begins to fade, it leaves me alone in a room that I swear I've seen before. White walls, white floor, white ceiling, white furniture. White, white, white, white, white.

I swear, I've seen this place before.

Before I can think any further about where I know this room from, a voice enters my mind in a truly painful fashion. I can barely hear her because of how she threatens to tear my skull apart with each word.

Divinity's Presence and Domain both flare up and the pain recedes. Being granted a reprieve from the migraine of death, I remember where I know this scene from. This was the Lazy God's domain, or at least what it looked like before I got my hands on it.

Is he back? Sis said it would take a while for him to be able to manifest again. In that case, it can only be another God, someone different. Questions rattle around in my brain. So many questions. The one that I end up asking though is enough to grant me my first view of the latest person to snatch my consciousness.

Seriously, how do they keep doing this? Can I do it? Not important right now, I guess.

The question I ask is simple. "Do gods all decorate the same way or do you just have no fashion sense?" The stupid question won't grant me any tactical advantage over my enemy. It is what I said, however, and enough to piss the God off that she ends up revealing herself.

"How dare you! I'll have you know that Kor stole this design from me. No one else on the spiritual plane has the tenacity to pull off an all-white abode such as I. Kor was a lazy little shit who stole other people's ideas and never followed through on his own. Truly, he was worthy of being titled as the Lazy God." Everything about her is white. Her hair, skin, dress. Everything. Worst of all, she thought she looked good.

"Was that his name? Kor, I mean? And he was actually titled the Lazy God? By other Gods too? That shit is hilarious." I laugh. At first, not going to lie, I might have dribbled a tiny bit after remembering the last time I was in a place like this. Now though, I'm not even phased. How strong can a God actually be and what really is a God?

I'm pretty damn sure they're not what I thought they were, that's for sure.

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The monotone woman mentioned the spiritual plane a moment ago and that slightly piqued my interest. Slightly. After a quick thought, doesn't that mean she's just the same as me but from a different realm? Well not the same as me, but it does mean that Gods are more like realm travelers or some bullshit like that. It also means that people are basically worshiping other people.

Screw these guys.

How does praying to them benefit anyone on Tironia? How did Kor, the Lazy God, aid the population by creating the error-ridden dungeon system? How do these guys help in any possible way other than fucking shit up?

Gone is my comical demeanor as I've just talked myself into being annoyed. Currently, I'm debating whether or not I can even hold a conversation with this bitch.

"How dare you give me such a poor title!?" She begins crying and it really throws me off my whole aggression game. Even though this God's paler than the Noble Vampire Clara, she's also extremely beautiful and I'm a sucker for that type of crying woman. Stupid lingering human emotions.

"First off, if you're lying or you decide to lie to me in any way, I'll void the shit out of this place in a heartbeat. Do you understand?" I don't want to come across as mean, only dominant, but my words cause a fresh batch of tears to fall, and a horrified expression appears on her face.

"Please don't do that. I only wanted to know why you stole my title and gave Kor's?" Now I'm even more confused. As far as I'm aware, my status doesn't show any titles.

"Hang on. Are you sure you've got the right Dungeon Core?" I'm pretty sure she might have. I did fight the Lazy God, but I definitely didn't get a title for it.

"I can see your title plain as day. Goddess of Beauty. The title that once was mine. Now I'm classified as the Lazy God. Me! Why did you do this?" She seems genuinely upset that I've wronged her. Even if what she said is true, it isn't my fault that he picked a fight with me over a silly insult. Especially when he actually was titled the Lazy God. Why did he even take offense to what I said in the first place?

"So you're telling me that I'm the Goddess of Beauty?" I can't stop the smile creeping across my face as I ask.

Plus, I couldn't help myself. That question was at the forefront of my mind begging to be asked. The new and beautiful Lazy God sighs, wiping her tears away before nodding miserably as she sniffles.

"No fucking way. Wait till Me hears about this. It will blow his mind. I mean... I'm sorry you're now the Lazy God and all but don't think I'll be giving up this title for you or anything. That guy attacked me. His System basically bullshitted her way into my life. It's been fight after nerve-racking fight recently and don't even get me started on the triplets and Rebellion Dragons. Either way, this title's mine. I deserve it."

Ok, so the dominant but not mean version of me is now out of the window. If she wants this title that I didn't even realize I had then she's going to have to fight me for it. Or more specifically...

Light and Noir appear beside me. Both look a little confused at their unannounced summoning, but neither of them says a word. Light should recognize this place as he's been here before, or at least somewhere similar even if it did look exactly the same. Noir, on the other hand, the Assassin who never shuts up, doesn't speak for once. I almost want to start congratulating him there and then but I've got bigger problems at the moment. God level ones.

As we stare down our opponent she returns our gaze, only alternating her own between the three of us. Before Noir can ruin the standoff, I can see him twitching in the corner of my eye, the God dives to her knees and starts begging for mercy. Ruining what I thought was quite a cool stare down while seizing her moment, the three of us watch in silent shock as her begging turns into rambling about an unfair life.

"Stand by. I might need you, two." I send Noir and Light back to Varona while wondering if my body is still over there. Is this form just my soul or am I still all of me? Did the triplets notice my disappearance, or are they still bickering with each other?

"How did you do that?" She asked while I was lost in thought.

"What? Summon those two clowns? Believe me, it's harder to get rid of them than it is to summon them," I laugh, trying to lighten the mood. Now I know she doesn't want to fight, I'll try not to talk myself into another mini rage.

"It should be impossible though. This is my domain and I'm at Level 3. That's considered to be quite high in our realm if you didn't know. I also possess Divinity's Sight at level 2 and my Presence is the same. Theoretically, you shouldn't be able to just pop people into my domain like that. I should be in control of who is allowed to enter and exit this place."

"You have Divinity's Sight?" If I was an evil person, I'd be thinking about killing this God just for that skill alone...

Alright, I was thinking about it, but I'm not going to do it. I'm sure I can find another way to exploit that extremely useful skill.

"That's what I said," she replies smugly which irritates me. Maybe I will kill her after all?

"Don't be like that. You were on your knees with snot dribbling down your face a second ago, remember?" A flash of fear washes across her face once more.

"Also little-miss smug as fuck, my Divinity's Domain is level 3 as well. I think. Or was it Level 4? Either way, that means shit as my Presence is maxed out!"

Ok. I shouldn't be smug while telling her not to act the same way, but something about her just annoys me. Maybe it's how perfect her face is? Or her white eyes? Either way, watching her face pale further than physically possible was a pretty smug feeling and I was basking the hell out of it.

What? What's that? My Presence is stronger than all your Divinity combined? Poor old ex-Goddess of Beauty. My dungeon created heart bleeds for you. It really does. But this shit's mine now and it's about time you realised who's on top.

"M-Maxed!? B-But... But... That's impossible. Nobody can max their presence. No one. It just isn't... It isn't... Achievable. How? How have you managed it? Divinity spans into the thousands and has multiple unknown requirements. It separates the realms whilst also holding them together and being the very fabric they exist upon. No wonder you were able to summon others into my domain with no more than a thought."

Thousands? Really? Divinity's Presence hadn't shifted a notch on the level chart ever since Sis unlocked it for me. until the Lord of the Hay granted my wish. A spur-of-the-moment comment, spoken in ignorant misunderstanding, might have been the best thing to have ever happened to me.

Screw what this God thinks. Maybe it's time I realized who's actually on top.

Maybe, I should also visit the Bale of Fortune and see if the Lord's ready to grant me another wish yet?