Picture Perfect

Serene watched as the male seemed to settle into his spot within the corridor, before his tale rang out into the air. The tale of The Fallen God was fascinating to her, which was evident as her body began to lean towards the male, focusing in on his words and her mind painted the story in her head. A God betrayed by his followers, she imagined this God would be quite upset, but it sounded like this God was here to help despite it. Brows creased together when Malleus said his family was 'God-blooded', and that they too would ascend to where ever their God was from. Did that mean he was part God? Or God blessed? She wasn't sure.

Suddenly he asked of her Gods, and she smiled shyly. "I don't know if I would call them Gods, we always called them Spirits." She thought hard to the stories mother use to tell her of the Spirits, wondering if she ever called them Gods. She couldn't say, and it's not like she could ask anymore. "I believe in the Spirits of Life and Death, almost like a Goddess of Nature and a God of the Afterlife, I suppose. They can go by many names, and at times I can speak with them." It was hard trying to explain something she herself didn't really know much about, it was more of a feeling.

Instead of scrambling over her words, Serene opted to ask a different question. "How does your family, spread The Fallen Gods name? Do you do what your doing now, telling his tale, or is it something else like a ritual?" She was so intrigued by this Fallen God, she wanted to know more about this religion of theirs, to see what it meant and what power it had. Perhaps she could find a way to speak to Him too.