Side Story: Death 2
It feels strange looking for a mortal's approval. Well, I wouldn't say looking for her approval, but wanting her approval. The difference is small. At least I think so. And I only wish for her approval a bit. I think my feelings are closer to a Mother hoping their child appreciates their gift.
Well, maybe. I've never been a mother, but a few mothers have come up hoping their kids appreciate their sacrifice, and that seems similar to how I felt.
With Geta pregnant and stable, maybe I can call myself a Grandmother. I'll try to fill that role if the pair lets me. That is probably what I'm actually feeling. The desire to have Alzi let me stick around in their kids' lives. Geta will do as I ask. I just need to get Alzi to agree, and I don't think I've done anything that would cause Alzi to deny me a chance to be part of the kids' lives.
"Of course," I say. "Maybe it is me hoping that Alzi loves what I've done with her gifts." I don't love that the dead goddesses have so much of themselves tucked away in their glowing orbs. Feels like they're still alive somehow. But it makes the pain they feel much worse, so I'll live with the strange feeling for a bit. "Or maybe I was hoping your last-minute plan would work, Sex. Maybe I wanted a feast. I seemed prepared to accept the feast and live with the following drought for a while. I think Alzi would still become some life-attributed Goddess, so I wouldn't be starving for long. Fertility is more active than after the last genocide. But it isn't too be. Maybe I should turn up your punishment for failing to bring me extra souls. All you did was hurt Alzi one last time."
It's trivial to increase the pain sent Sex's way. Hardly a thought with her in my grasp.
"I don't get my feast, and you hurt Alzi," I say. "Always a failure. Sad. Maybe a demon could do your old job better. A succubus would fit in better than any normal being that could possible ascend for the Goddess of Sex role. The ones willing to fill that role are always so perverted. But a succubus is up for basically anything. A simple night of boring sex or bringing out every toy imaginable. A small fling between friends, or a long-term commitment, or even an entire town discovering every detail about each other. You should've studied them closely. It would've saved your life. I had hope for you. The other two never stood a chance to learn. They had just one destiny. But enough talking with the dead. It's too late for you to do anything but regret your sad life. If you can think of anything but the pain."
I wander off, leaving the stupid Goddesses to their pain. I have plenty of souls that deserve attention. Souls that had just one chance to do the right thing and took it. Instead of beings that get to sit around watching everything for a thousand years just to make the same mistakes over and over.
Souls I can watch over while dreaming about what could be if Alzi becomes Life. I hope she steers herself there. I think she'll love that role.
What would come of Life and Death combining for a night of passion? Maybe with a bit of help from a strong succubus and Fertility?
It would be dangerous, but I'll blame the fallout on the warm woman who dared to sit in my lap twice.