Chapter 132. Unexpected Guest
Erin frowned looking at the Goddess Celeste, crossing the room.
"First," she said, pointing at Celestia, tone firm, "I’m Erin Dranemount right now, not your niece. And second, you know deities can’t just waltz into the mortal world like it’s a picnic."
Celestia leaned back, silver robes flowing like liquid light, waving a hand casually. "Believe me, I had no plans to visit before Judgment Day, but I manifested this temporary avatar after your... recent mishap." Her eyes twinkled as Erin’s face turned red.
Erin looked away, muttering, "It’s not my fault. That idiot pushed me too far."
Celestia’s laugh was bright, filling the room, making Erin spin back, shouting, "Stop laughing, you old hag!"
Unfazed, Celestia raised her hands, grinning. "It’s the first time I’ve seen you so flustered, my dear. Not even as a child did you pout like this."
Erin’s eyes narrowed, voice sharp. "It’s your fault for not describing him properly. He’s an insufferable jerk, obsessed with her."
Celestia’s sly grin grew as she shows a research paper she took from Erin’s desk earlier. "Really?" she teased, holding it up.
Erin’s face burned, and she lunged, grabbing the paper back with a scowl. "Don’t touch my things without permission, old hag!"
Celestia leaned forward, playful but sharp. "You say you hate him, yet here you are, crafting something perfectly suited to him."
Erin clutched the paper, folding it fast and hiding it behind her back, voice defensive. "It’s for the Ruler’s future. I have to ensure everything aligns with the plan." Her gaze softened, looking at the paper, voice a near-whisper. "You said this is his signature weapon. I... I want to see how he’ll wield it. How... cool he’ll be."