Argul sat at one of the tables of the wooly sheep that belonged to Luna the sheep-kin. She was fiddling around with her water conjuration spell and tried to improve it even further. Without going 4 dimensional however, this was becoming increasingly more difficult.
Her world was rather colorful today. She had her intent perception on a pretty high level so she would notice the moment something weird happened and according to Tania the sermon was meant to be held today. The creation of a god was indeed a weird ocasion.
On the opposite of the table Mia was experimenting with magic herself. In front of the girl stood a few bowls with the sole purpose of catching the water she tried to conjure. Her formation was only two dimensional, but even so Mia was already better than Arthur and three dimensional was admittedly a little bit complex for a 10 or 11 year old child. They all weren’t sure how old Mia really was as they didn’t know her birthday.
The girl was struggling right now, but Argul was confident Mia didn’t need her assistance. Succeeding without any help would be a lot more rewarding anyway. She would of course help if her niece asked for her assistance.
Argul focused back on her own spell and continued to search through the complex network of connections. A few minutes later she found one that was just slightly off and reshuffled the complete formation to make it work.
Satisfied with herself she deconstructed the spell and leaned back. That had just decreased the mana cost of the spell by roughly 0.01%. Not a lot when you just tried to fill a glass, but her AI used her best version of the spell for the domain management so for her it meant she was saving a hell of a lot of mana.
The awaited movement of the faith intent didn’t come for quite a while however so Argul ended up playing cards against Alyra. They made sure to keep the noise down, not wanting to distract Mia from her studies.
It was around noon, maybe a bit earlier, when the two of them perked up. The faith had changed its movement's direction to the east. It was only subtle and Argul hadn’t been 100% sure whether it was time, but the reaction of her daughter proved her guess. Having someone seemingly all knowing around yourself did have its perks at times.
The two of them got up from the couch and went out in front of the inn to see more. Most of the faith intent was moving towards Sacra and slightly upwards, making room for all the other intents to spread out more.
Over the next half an hour the white yellow intent cloud accelerated more and more until it was too far away for Argul to see it anymore. It would have been nice if they had been able to look all the way to Sacra from where they stood, but even though Newport and Sacra were relatively close to each other, the hills between them made it impossible to see the other city.
Argul would have liked to see the entirety of the intent that would lead to the creation or birth of a god, but there was nothing she could do about it and honestly she didn’t want to be near the god of christianity. Maybe she would get the chance to witness the birth of someone more relaxed.
She turned towards Alyra who was creasing her brows in concentration and decided to wait patiently. Her daughter didn’t have a lot of data regarding the gods to create a valid system for them so she had to do most of it herself for now and the system itself wasn’t yet able to adapt to some of the stranger creatures. In a strange way the new gods were her game testers.
A few minutes later Alyra frowned, grinned and frowned again. Not a very good first sign in Argul’s opinion.
Her daughter looked at her innocently. “It’s done, though I might have made a tiny mistake.”
Argul raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. “Well, I am all ears.”
Somewhere further down the street a man came running out of his house and fell to his knees. “He is real! After all this time God finally answered!”
Argul and Alyra looked at the middle aged guy for a second before they turned towards each other again, deciding to ignore what just happened. It was within expectations anyway.
Alyra fiddled around with her hands a bit. “Soooo, the creature that has been born a few minutes ago calls itself Meran.”
Argul blinked. Had she heard that right?
That would mean the two gods would definitely clash with each other, no matter what happened.
Alyra rolled her eyes. “Yes, you heard right and since the two have been born from the same religion of course they would be the same god.”
Her tail swayed excitedly behind her. “He also ate all the Islam and Judaism intent.”
Ahh, that wasn’t too surprising since the three religions all kinda worshiped the same god if you got down to it.
More joyful shouting sounded out from further away from the two, some of the cries in languages Argul didn’t understand.
She ignored them all and the two of them entered the inn again. “So, a war is more than 100% guaranteed.”
There was a moment of silence between the two. “I wonder though, what did you do?”
Alyra scratched her cheek sheepishly. “Well, for a few seconds his name was Meran 2.”
Argul took a second to process that and then groaned. Indicating to a god that will definitely think of himself or itself as the one and only true god that it is the second was like setting a tank full of gasoline on fire. There would have been war anyway, sure, but now Meran 2 was definitely going to search for the first one and speed things up.
She tapped her lips absentmindedly. Thinking about it though, that might actually be a good thing for the village inside of her domain, which in turn would be good for her.
Argul squinted suspiciously at Alyra, who was pointedly looking away, before she flicked the girl's forehead. “Don’t mess around with stuff like that. The impact is way too large to be predictable and you undoubtedly just made yourself a target too.”
Her daughter looked a bit down so Argul hugged her. “Don’t get yourself in trouble for me.”
Alyra looked her in the face. “But you would do the same, mom.”
Now it was Argul’s time to look away, because damn was Alyra right. She would get herself in a lot of trouble for her daughter.
Argul sensed a familiar magic being casted behind her back and with a few skillful steps turned herself and her daughter by 180°. A second later a jet of water shot out from under the tables and showered Alyra’s back.
Alyra turned around, receiving another jet to her front and bared her teeth. “You better start praying, little girl or you won’t have the time later.”
Mia shrieked in excitement and disappeared from under the table into the kitchen with surprising speed.
Alyra growled and ran after the little squirrel-kin.
Argul just smiled and banished the wet mess on the ground.
Argul sat at one of the tables of the wooly sheep that belonged to Luna the sheep-kin. She was fiddling around with her water conjuration spell and tried to improve it even further. Without going 4 dimensional however, this was becoming increasingly more difficult.
Her world was rather colorful today. She had her intent perception on a pretty high level so she would notice the moment something weird happened and according to Tania the sermon was meant to be held today. The creation of a god was indeed a weird ocasion.
On the opposite of the table Mia was experimenting with magic herself. In front of the girl stood a few bowls with the sole purpose of catching the water she tried to conjure. Her formation was only two dimensional, but even so Mia was already better than Arthur and three dimensional was admittedly a little bit complex for a 10 or 11 year old child. They all weren’t sure how old Mia really was as they didn’t know her birthday.
The girl was struggling right now, but Argul was confident Mia didn’t need her assistance. Succeeding without any help would be a lot more rewarding anyway. She would of course help if her niece asked for her assistance.
Argul focused back on her own spell and continued to search through the complex network of connections. A few minutes later she found one that was just slightly off and reshuffled the complete formation to make it work.
Satisfied with herself she deconstructed the spell and leaned back. That had just decreased the mana cost of the spell by roughly 0.01%. Not a lot when you just tried to fill a glass, but her AI used her best version of the spell for the domain management so for her it meant she was saving a hell of a lot of mana.
The awaited movement of the faith intent didn’t come for quite a while however so Argul ended up playing cards against Alyra. They made sure to keep the noise down, not wanting to distract Mia from her studies.
It was around noon, maybe a bit earlier, when the two of them perked up. The faith had changed its movement's direction to the east. It was only subtle and Argul hadn’t been 100% sure whether it was time, but the reaction of her daughter proved her guess. Having someone seemingly all knowing around yourself did have its perks at times.
The two of them got up from the couch and went out in front of the inn to see more. Most of the faith intent was moving towards Sacra and slightly upwards, making room for all the other intents to spread out more.
Over the next half an hour the white yellow intent cloud accelerated more and more until it was too far away for Argul to see it anymore. It would have been nice if they had been able to look all the way to Sacra from where they stood, but even though Newport and Sacra were relatively close to each other, the hills between them made it impossible to see the other city.
Argul would have liked to see the entirety of the intent that would lead to the creation or birth of a god, but there was nothing she could do about it and honestly she didn’t want to be near the god of christianity. Maybe she would get the chance to witness the birth of someone more relaxed.
She turned towards Alyra who was creasing her brows in concentration and decided to wait patiently. Her daughter didn’t have a lot of data regarding the gods to create a valid system for them so she had to do most of it herself for now and the system itself wasn’t yet able to adapt to some of the stranger creatures. In a strange way the new gods were her game testers.
A few minutes later Alyra frowned, grinned and frowned again. Not a very good first sign in Argul’s opinion.
Her daughter looked at her innocently. “It’s done, though I might have made a tiny mistake.”
Argul raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. “Well, I am all ears.”
Somewhere further down the street a man came running out of his house and fell to his knees. “He is real! After all this time God finally answered!”
Argul and Alyra looked at the middle aged guy for a second before they turned towards each other again, deciding to ignore what just happened. It was within expectations anyway.
Alyra fiddled around with her hands a bit. “Soooo, the creature that has been born a few minutes ago calls itself Meran.”
Argul blinked. Had she heard that right?
That would mean the two gods would definitely clash with each other, no matter what happened.
Alyra rolled her eyes. “Yes, you heard right and since the two have been born from the same religion of course they would be the same god.”
Her tail swayed excitedly behind her. “He also ate all the Islam and Judaism intent.”
Ahh, that wasn’t too surprising since the three religions all kinda worshiped the same god if you got down to it.
More joyful shouting sounded out from further away from the two, some of the cries in languages Argul didn’t understand.
She ignored them all and the two of them entered the inn again. “So, a war is more than 100% guaranteed.”
There was a moment of silence between the two. “I wonder though, what did you do?”
Alyra scratched her cheek sheepishly. “Well, for a few seconds his name was Meran 2.”
Argul took a second to process that and then groaned. Indicating to a god that will definitely think of himself or itself as the one and only true god that it is the second was like setting a tank full of gasoline on fire. There would have been war anyway, sure, but now Meran 2 was definitely going to search for the first one and speed things up.
She tapped her lips absentmindedly. Thinking about it though, that might actually be a good thing for the village inside of her domain, which in turn would be good for her.
Argul squinted suspiciously at Alyra, who was pointedly looking away, before she flicked the girl's forehead. “Don’t mess around with stuff like that. The impact is way too large to be predictable and you undoubtedly just made yourself a target too.”
Her daughter looked a bit down so Argul hugged her. “Don’t get yourself in trouble for me.”
Alyra looked her in the face. “But you would do the same, mom.”
Now it was Argul’s time to look away, because damn was Alyra right. She would get herself in a lot of trouble for her daughter.
Argul sensed a familiar magic being casted behind her back and with a few skillful steps turned herself and her daughter by 180°. A second later a jet of water shot out from under the tables and showered Alyra’s back.
Alyra turned around, receiving another jet to her front and bared her teeth. “You better start praying, little girl or you won’t have the time later.”
Mia shrieked in excitement and disappeared from under the table into the kitchen with surprising speed.
Alyra growled and ran after the little squirrel-kin.
Argul just smiled and banished the wet mess on the ground.
