Ch. 2 – Meeting a Goddess?! Pt. 2
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“So…. Why in the world you want to reincarnate me in your world, with your Divine Blessing, and make it easier for me to the abundant mana here? Not to brag, but I was nothing more than the figurehead of a small cult. One who could do nothing but heal mild injuries and sickness…” Maven said this while holding her head in her hands, “ I may have been sheltered, but even I know that when a deal sounds too good to be true then it probably is. What do you want from me or what do you want me to do - shady scammer?”
“How rude!” Kannon proclaimed while puffing out her cheeks. She was definitely cute, but the fact that her eyes were swimming was a dead giveaway.
Maven stared at Kannon with flat eyes as Kannon kept taking surreptitious glances in Maven’s direction, as if she was a child checking to see if she was in trouble. She may appear to be a slender, mature beauty - but she was apparently nothing but a childish, disappointing goddess.
After continuing this little game of tug-of-war for a while, the disappointing goddess let out a sigh and continued the story, “You see… I’ve looking for someone like you for hundreds of years. It’s really not easy to find, someone who has the same type of aptitudes as me and whose soul is on a similar wavelength. But that’s exactly the type of person I needed. Us gods here in Avalon actually can’t interfere all that much with the world below - not anymore. When we gave birth to the world all those ages ago, the vast majority of our power was expended to shape the land and create the races.”
At this point, Kannon started to look a bit pained. As inappropriate at the thought may be, Maven couldn’t help but think the hint of real emotion on the airhead’s face looked just a bit adorable.
“For thousands of years, the world continued on just fine. With what little power us gods had left, we could pass messages to our chosen priests and occasionally grant power to saints and heroes in the event of emergency. But all of that has started to change in the last couple hundred years or so. The races of man have been recklessly barreling down the path of technological advancement and their faith has weakened. With our power further weakened by this, it turned into a downward spiral - they can’t even hear the voices of the gods anymore. Within 20 years, the world is likely doomed.”
Dumbfounded by this sudden mention of apocalypse, Maven just stared at Kannon with her mouth hanging open.
“Fufu, no need to look at me quite like that.” Kannon laughed while admiring Maven’s adorably vacant expression, “Doom is anything but certain here. That’s one of the reasons I brought you here. I’m terribly sorry to pull you from your world and rip you from your natural course of reincarnation, but I really do need you. This world needs you.”
Those words raised some major flags and shook Maven from her stupor. Maven’s dearest wish was to live a normal life. as a normal girl, in a normal world. She most assuredly did not want to get swept up in an apocalypse and definitely didn’t want to be charged with the duty of stopping it. Such grand events were far too heavy for her.
Shaking her head desperately, as if to drive away unpleasant thoughts, Maven sputtered, “I’m flattered, really… but I’d really much rather go be a tree back on Earth or end up as some farmer’s daughter.”
At those words, Kannon looked very apologetic and a bit sorrowful. “I’m truly sorry… but that’s really not possible anymore. I spent what little extra energy I had left fishing you from Earth. I unfortunately can’t send you back. What I CAN do for you is try and ensure you a life of plenty and comfort.”
Maven squinted at Kannon, a bit doubtful of her good intentions. It was a bit dubious to bring up a life of comfort after mentioning the end of the world.
Looking defensive, Kannon held up her hands and waved them as if to justify herself.
“I-I’ll make you the daughter of a Duke! Your inherent gift and my blessing, combined with all the mana down there, will make you powerful. You’ll be really strong, I promise! Strong enough to change the fate of the world. I know I didn’t give you much choice, but please - won’t you help me save this world?”
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Sure 20 years is quite quick but when including the earlier years for MC to learn and practice to grow her powers (plus she would be a baby at first) than she probably really only has 5 decent years to work with (10 if she makes small moves at 10).
From my understanding the world needs at least some divine maintenance (maybe it's even a passive thing with their presence) and that is why it would end in 20 years and not because they quite possibly might magically nuke the world. Whether the inhabitants of the world like it or not, they should at least give some faith (prayers with meals and such). Not everyone has to be a martyr and stop magi-tech. Well MC has to become strong for anything to happen as 20 years is too small to gradually do a thorough cultural/religious reform at all levels.
Yeah the options are 1. The Gods are overreacting to losing power and the world would be fine
Or
2. The world is literally tied to them so it's screwed if the die.
@TRNRLogan I did consider both options... but one of the options fit better with the type of god and goddesses I wanted the story to be about!
@Fluffy Ya know, with how ditzy this goddess seems, either one could be true with that statement.
As a gaming DM I feel for the goddess. I mean, there was A PLAN, they were given everything they need to have safety, prosperity and success, but they derailed the plan, hung a sharp left and are now charging towards the cliff.
I mean, you can't actually stop them from charging off, but you had this wonderful plan with literally thousand of years of good stuff they will miss if they continue off the edge. Toss in a DM-NPC and maybe hope to get them to choose to swerve, because they are certainly never going to slow down.
Thank you for the chapter.<3
Another not good goddess
How about the Gods and Goddessses being tied to the world, like it being an extension of them selves, mortals which were some harmless organisms on that part of the divines being (imagine like a spare organ or extra limb).
Now those mortals/ foreign bacteria are commenting harmful actions to the “body” by not giving faith. To the point that the rest of the “body” is pulling its resource to nurture that “limb” that was suppose to nurture the “body”. That limb or I guess world is now doomed to be cut off and destroyed as it is only causing the Gods and Goddesses harm.
With no life line and pool to draw in resources, the people on that world will die off with it.
....SCIENCE!!!