Chapter 486: Gazes
In the darkness, Dasha felt it. The gazes of other gods. The gazes of the ones beyond.
"I can feel you. If you are concerned if I will encroach on your Territories, don’t. I have no intention of doing so. I have my own business to conduct."
From everywhere and nowhere arrived the echoes of the divine.
"You...promiiise?"
"Great sin, do you promise?"
"Make a soul pact with us."
"DO IT!"
All different gods. All afraid of him.
Dasha let them speak. He let them insult him, plead with him, threaten him, and beg him. He understood quickly what was happening. He understood quickly who these gods really were.
"I wonder...which gods exactly live in the Slums? In the Underground where the light does not touch." The immediate silence almost caused him to laugh. "You are forgotten gods. Those who people no longer worship. You have no power over me. You could kill me if you liked—unless you cannot. Unless you are trapped in your little Territories, unable to move for fear of flickering out of existence."
"THE GREAT SINNER! YOU GREAT SIN! DIE! DIE!"