The conversation with Miya had been wonderful. Really it had been more for me than her, something to distract my mind as the conversation with the lord of this land got closer. I had never been good with deadlines or serious meetings. We talked about my hair and about hair styles. Girl talk. The arranged meeting time would be tomorrow morning so really I had the rest of the day and night to think.

After spending several hours with Miya I had gone back to the village and finished trying to explain the concept of electricity to some of the villagers. It had been quite the task considering how mind blasted I had left them with the lightning display. A few more hours were spent talking to them and drawing up a blueprint for a watermill generator that would use the river. This was all ideas for now and just to give them a picture of how this sort of thing worked. By the time this was all done it was already night time and darkness was coming quickly.

I stood above the village on the outskirts to the north. Several villagers had gathered at my feet including all the leaders and of course Miya herself.

"Promise us you'll be safe." Miya said up to me.

Looking down at her I smiled. "Of course I'll be safe! No one could hurt your goddess."

Jenson was standing with his arms crossed and was frowning.

"I wish you had told me about this meeting earlier. Quarely has many mages in his council and they will surely try to deceive you in some manner."

Duncan was next to speak and rebutted Jenson.

"As if a goddess could be tricked by some twizzling mage and stuffed up aristocrats! She'll dazzle them and have them fallen at her feet with a single word."

I just sighed and smiled down at all of them. They really were special people, everyone in this village was. Even Jenson who was originally such a self centered jerk had come around to having a goddess to worship.

"I really do appreciate your concern everyone. If they do try anything dangerous or stupid, and blasting them away doesn't immediately fix it, then I'll just come back here and regroup. I'm pretty sure they'll all be so terrified of me that they'll piss their pants though."

Everyone laughed and I giggled a bit. They were acting like I was leaving forever when we all knew that wasn't the case. Miya especially was nervous on my behalf.

"If you need us goddess we're here for you." Miya said looking up at me.

"Thank you." I replied. "I'll keep that in mind. Alright see you later everyone!"

With a wave to those gathered here I turned around and began my walk. First across the fields and then across the flowing river. As they small lights of the village disappeared from view I let out a sigh to myself. Such small torches glowing as small points of warm light in the encroaching darkness. Similar were the souls of all the people living there when I closed my eyes and looked upon them in my goddess vision. Their hopes and dreams were confided in me and this talk with the lord of the province would effect them in some way no matter how it turned out.

The walk to the town of Vemdelen would only take a couple hours for me if I kept up a decent pace. It was my plan to walk around the other village Yuvoghen to prevent any interruptions from the mage family living there. Additionally the villagers living there would have their own concerns and input on the whole talking to the lord of the land situation and I didn't want to worry them needlessly.

Darkness fell across the land like a blanket and I looked up to the sky to see the moon rising and stars brilliantly shining across it in a vast display of multicolored wonder. I then looked back at my hair and saw its growing glow of golden light. Maybe I was just a single star shining on this world, but I intend to shine as brilliantly and clearly as possible. The chill wind of fall rushed past my head as it picked up suddenly and I looked up into the heavens again.

"Oh father. If you really are out there and watching me please guide me."

The trees had began to get shorter, now the leafless trees of lowlands forests that barely reached my shins. My footsteps still shook the earth and any leaves still attached to these dormant trees were being shaken loose by the vibrations of the impacts. Teleporting over to the town would have been much faster of course but this way I would get to see the land course as the bird flew so to speak.

As I was walking my goddess zone map was being constantly updated with new information, sort of like I was mapping out the area myself. The dark area of it was made into terrain as either I or my worshipers walked and explored it sort of like some kind of video game. This was another reason I was walking the route myself. My map also allowed me to see exactly how close I was to the town due to my worshipers showing up on it.

The gods of stories I knew could give power to their followers and perform miracles for them without being actually present with them. This was a skill I wanted to learn. The prayers of my worshipers were always coming in and just sorting through them was difficult sometimes much less answering all of them. If I could just send a bit of power to them and have it manifest in a helpful way that alone would be better than nothing.

Focusing my mind back on the villagers of Doovlin I stopped walking and sat down. It was easy to see a random woman who was praying to me at the moment. It was about the safety of her small child and a blessing upon them. Both her and everything around her were visible to me, and using my new ability to see through her eyes I could even see the room as she saw it. In my mind I took a small handful of mana and held it like a ball of light over the woman on my map.

To my great shock she looked up with an expression of fear and awe on her face. She started shouting to the other members of the household and pointed above her to the location I was holding the ball of mana over her on the map.

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She could see it? She saw the mana?

Using my eye possession technique I found myself getting dizzy from her frantic looking around. But once she looked up again I did indeed see something floating in the air in the room! It was a small orb of brilliant golden light floating like a miniature sun.

Snapping back to my own body I let go of the mana orb and clutched my heart inside my mind. What was this? Another gasp escaped me however when I saw the orb still floating above the woman on the map display. It seems it was possible to at least leave some of my power with people that worshiped me.

Looking across the village I quickly found someone else who was praying to me and brought another small orb of mana over. The same result came about. Now there were two little orbs of mana floating above them on the map. This is fantastic! But what can I do with them?

Focusing on the woman again decided a generic blessing might work. I leaned in over the orb and whispered.

"Give blessings upon this child of our father."

The orb popped like a bubble and golden sparks sprinkled down on her. A small golden glow appeared around her which she couldn't see herself after checking. It quickly faded away and she was left with her husband and son trying to figure out what just happened. They all prayed to me and thanked me for the miracle.

After experimenting with this for what was probably an hour I learned that these sort of generic blessings could be done to anyone that worshiped me in either of the villages or the town I was heading to itself. If the orb was subtle enough it wouldn't be noticed but it could be made very obvious as well. I wasn't sure exactly what sort of blessings these were but it was clear that it took some of my power and gave it to the villagers. Not in the permanent way like it was with Miya, but more in a temporary energy boost of some kind.

Finally I could be useful in return to anyone who worshiped me!

My mental processing power was increasing as my worshipers did, making it possible for me to multitask in ways I don't think my previous ways ever allowed. The experiment I would begin now was having a sort of background process going on in my mind that gave tiny bits of power to those who prayed to me. It seemed I could only do one at a time at the moment and I sort of had to pay attention to it for it to work. I'm sure that with practice and over time it would come easier to me.

For the rest of my walk I practiced this skill and hopefully could keep it up permanently.

Of course as I stood up and began walking again the reason I was walking in the first place came back to the forefront of my mind. All the ways the talk could go began flowing through my mind, scenarios both horrific and pleasant. It was in my nature of over-analyze things and worry about what could be. Several times I almost tripped walking due to how distracted I was getting. To try and counter this I focused on the steps I was talking and kept pushing my worries to the back of my mind. I could feel them there still, creeping along the edges of my consciousness like beasts in the dark.

With a huff I picked up the pace and managed to keep myself thinking about the animals of the forest, the ocean, and science and whatnot until the town was only a few miles away. It actually surprised me how close I had gotten as looking up the lights of the town could be seen in the distance.

That meant that they could see me as well of course, probably as just a glowing figure off in the distance. My footsteps would have been felt by them long before that of course. Prayers from the townsfolk had begun to flood in to my mind as their recently discovered goddess approached them once again. I experimented with sending blessings to some of the people praying to me and the results were the same as with the villagers.

It was impossible for me to tell at the moment if this lord and his council were already in the town. Either way it would be best if I didn't get any closer until the morning came. If my calculations were correct the sun would be up in like eight hours or something. After checking the ground I lay down on my back and sighed, looking around the trees and up at the stars.

My mind couldn't be quiet with all its wild fantasies of what would happen in the morning and what the lord and his council were thinking or doing at the moment. It was difficult having such an overactive imagination sometimes but I suppose its better than having a weak imagination. Eventually the mental energy required to debate myself on the possible futures that went on to infinity drained me enough to allow me to sleep.

As a goddess true sleep seemed to only occur when I was completely mana drained, the darkness of oblivion that most people knew. The sleep I normally got was like a period of permanent dreaming, floating in the goddess zone or just outside of it. The prayers of my worshipers still came to me and now that I could send blessings to them I sort of half experimented with that.

Soon however I slipped underneath the goddess zone, floating in a darkness that was welcoming and felt safe. It was the darkness of normal sleep though I remained awake in a soft of trance. The goddess zone above me could be felt and seen by me as well as the readout of my body. Here memories of the past floated in and out of my mind like wisps in the fog, just remaining out of reach when my mind tried to reach out and grab them.

In the morning the talk that troubled me so.

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It was outside my perception of course, but what I was unaware of was that Quarely and his council had already arrived in the town of Vemdelen. They had flown over on a magic carpet run by the mages on the council. Not all of the members had come either, at least half of them fearing for their lives when a goddess was revealed to exist.

Ferherlyn sat with Quarely discussing the finer points of their interaction with me in the morning and had of course felt the earthquakes as my footsteps approached. They had rushed to the window of the castle and looked out to see me standing in the distance. It crossed their minds that I had come to attack them or something in the dead of night when they were thought to be sleeping, though of course my laying down alleviated those thoughts.

The duke of the town Hernan Ulbe had been asleep when I walked into view of the town and had been woken up by the tremors. He would be completely unaware of my presence outside his town until early in the morning when the word of my appearance had spread through the castle staff. I had only been standing up for a few moments before laying down of course so many people didn't even believe I was out there.

Another thing that was quickly spreading through the town and castle was the appearance of miniature stars that appeared above people and hoovered there before dissipating into a shower of brilliant sparks. People reported feeling calmed or empowered by these occurrences, and while they had been linked to my appearance they were still something people were unsure of. The townspeople would begin spreading the rumor of them in earnest when the sun rose.

As for the other mages that had come as part of the lord's council, I wouldn't even know their names for quite a long time. They were well aware of the danger they were in and all had supposed countermeasures to me or methods to escape if things went poorly. Alongside Ferherlyn these other mages had low prospects for the meeting with me going in a way that benefited them.

The normal human members of the council, the two that had appeared anyway, were spending the night in troubled sleep that was filled with nightmares of a young goddess stomping over the town and crushing them underfoot in a violent rage. Those quakes felt by their sleeping bodies filling their dreams with even more horrific sights. Kinda pitiful actually though completely understandable.

A small town on the boarder of two kingdoms thus spent this autumn night in many ways. Fear, excitement, wonder, and hope were felt by the various denizens as the darkness went on and the world turned. Soon the sun would rise once again and it would be upon a world that would be irreparably altered with the advent of a goddess and her clash with the ruling structure of the province.