----------James’s POV----------
On our walk home my father and I share some important facts with the new Goddess Ivy believers.
[Maerd] “I never knew our granddaughter would turn out a goddess!”
[Knuks] “Nor I, however her beauty and Royal Devil blood should have been a huge hint!”
[Maerd] “I wonder how we could have missed such a thing!”
[Me] “Have no worries, Goddess Ivy is the most wonderful, charming, amazing, sweet, intelligent, elegant, graceful, delightful, polite, pleasant, and fascinating person I know.”
[Dad] “Wow, you think a lot of your sister, don’t you?”
[Me] “Yes. Yes I do.”
I smile a little and continue on my way home.
[Dad] “Well, we’re here. Hey, how are you doing… in……what happened?”
I look around Dad’s sturdy frame and see what seems to have previously been a catastrophe. Hundreds of dress of varicose types and colors are strewn about on the floor along with a worn out Royal Devil.
[Me] “Erm… Ivy? Are you okay?”
[Ivy] “…”
[Me] “I brought some cake.”
[Ivy] “…can I have some?”
[Me] “Yes…”
Almost instantaneously Ivy appears before me and takes the cake from my possession. She then brings it to the table and takes a huge chuck out and proceeds to eat it in a rushed, yet somehow delicate, manner.
[Ivy] “Mmm… so delicious!”
Her adorable tail then begins to move side to side as her eyes close in delight. After watching her for a few moments longer I notice that somehow the entire household was quietly watching Ivy, while both Grandfathers seem to be taking notes about something.
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----------Ivy’s POV----------
The flavors of the cake were an amazing blend of natural strawberrys mixed with some other berrys whos sole purpose was to enrich the flavor of the strawberrys. The amazing pink fluffyness was then chewed into a pulp while my taste buds danced around in joy. After allowing my taste buds some time to eplore the sweet dessert I stuffed another bite into my mouth for the process to begin once again. This cake… it’s soooooooo good!
New Title: Glutton
Hmm? What does this do?
Title: Glutton
Yummy! The amazing bribery given to you from another has been so enjoyed (along with all the other poor desserts that you have devoured) that you got a brand new title! Glutton based species will now feel drawn to your presence and, in extreme cases, may begin to worship you.
I’ll probably regret this later… but… this cake is sooooooooooooooo yummy…
……….Oscar’s POV……….
[Me] “Huff… Huff… thank the gods above you came…”
[Sarah] “Thank you Zax… huff… huff”
[Zax] “No problem… huff… huff… Now, will anyone bother to tell me how you encountered a highly ranked beast?”
[Sarah] “It was Oscar’s fault!”
[Me] “Wha… don’t put the blame on me!”
[Sarah] “You’re the one who refused to believe!”
[Me] “At the time I had good reason!”
[Fred] “Is this really a good time to be fighting? Anyway, Zax, when we were hiking Sarah brought up the new god Ivy…”
[Sarah] “It’s Goddess! Not God! She is a female… imbecile…”
[Fred] “…Goddess Ivy and Oscar did not believe her. Upon ridiculing the god he…”
[Sarah] “It” *Pow* “Is” *Smack* “GODDESS” *BOOM*
[Fred] *Cough* “Upon ridiculing the goddess we incurred the wrath of…”
[Me] “Hey! I never ridiculed the goddess. All I did was doubt!”
[Zax] “Guys. Really? Stop interrupting Fred.”
[Sarah & I] “…Fine.”
[Fred] “… we incurred the wrath of the goddess by her minion, the high ranked beast.”
[Zax] “Huh… so from what I can gather there is a new goddess around and that she very much is real.”
[Sarah] “Pretty much.”
[Me] “You got it.”
[Zax] “Oscar… of all people why does it not surprise me that this is your fault?”
[Me] “Hey!”
[Sarah] “It’s true!”
[Fred] “Hey guys, check it out! There’s Asticus City!”
[Me] “Finally!”
We walk around for a bit and come across a tavern / inn. It’s only a little crowded, so we make our way to the bar and take a seat. When the bartender comes around we order some beers (except Sarah, she seems to prefer her wine over beer).
[Zax] “So this Goddess Ivy… just what is she the goddess of?”
[Sarah] “She is the Goddess of Misfortune. If you anger her the beings of misfortune will come after you, so be careful.”
[Zax] “Yeah, you kind of learned that the hard way huh?”
[Sarah] “Oscar’s fault.”
[Me] “Whould you stop blaming me!?”
[Sarah] “No.”
[Zax] “So, is the Goddess of Misfortune like an evil Goddess?
[Sarah] “No, not at all! Although, she does have powers that seem to use darkness for good, so she probably just replaced the God of Darkness.”
*Bam*
[Zax] “Ahh… that makes sence.”
[Me] “Am I the only one who heard that bang?”
[Sarah] “What bang, Oscar?”
[Me] “No, never mind.”
I take a sip of my beer when I see a hooded man stand up from his table a few feet behind up. He stiffly walks over to us and taps upon Sarah’s shoulder. I watch out of the corner of my eye as Zax and Fred tense up, and notice I too have begun to tense.
[?] “Hey. Who is this ‘Goddess Ivy’ you speak of?”
[Sarah] “Umm… erm… she is the primary Goddess of Serfin as well as many other churches popping up everywhere for her.”
[?] “…and you say she replaces the God of Evil?”
[Sarah] “Yep!”
[?] “…hmph”
The mystery man walks away, slightly angry, and Sarah turns her questioning head my direction. I shrug my shoulders and once again being drinking my beer.
----------Mystery Man----------
This Goddess Ivy… I will destroy her. No one, and I mean NO ONE, should dare to attempt to replace ME!