A god had descended to visit the Mother.
This rumor spread through the entirety of the inner circle like a plague. In just a few hours, almost everyone knew of it.
It caused a massive uproar, with people flooding the church with requests to meet this so-called god. In the library, they held discussions on what they could find about it in the mythos of the Mother.
'Could it be from this?'
'No, that doesn't line up.'
'I can only find things about her three angels!'
'Damn it!'
'Is there really nothing?'
'Guys! I think I found something!'
Soon, they started to make something from nothing.
'Here, in this depiction!'
'This one too!'
It was a single white moth in the legion that followed the Mother. Before, it had represented purity in the desire that the mother taught them to embrace; now it represented the 'White moth' that had visited them.
*
In the pubs, conversation roared. Each group of people gossiped about the 'White Moth', about who he was and what his relationship with the mother was.
A drunk spoke with a bartender.
"Where do you think he came from?"
The bartender looked at the man and thought while cleaning the mug she had.
"I think he came from the white lands, the place where that rogue tribe fled to."
Taking a sip from his drink, the man replied, "I had the same thought! Hu! Hu! Hu!" He took another sip of his drink, "Heard he was incredibly handsome, and even the Mother's lover! Hu! Hu!"
The bartender's mouth twitched. "While I don't doubt that he's handsome, I heard he was just a friend."
While she had heard both sides, she chose to believe that he was just a friend of the Mother. In her free time, she read books on the mythos of the Mother, and nowhere did she find anything stating she had a lover.
If she truly did have a lover, there would have been at least some mention of it.
'Yeah, that's it, he's just a friend.'
***
Unaware of the chaos I caused, I took a sip of the tea in my hand. It had a soft sweetness to it, along with an unexplainable taste. It also had a slight bitterness to it; it all came together into a unique flavour palette—it was quite nice.
'I wonder what they used.'
It had been almost 2 hours since I was asked to wait here. Looking at my surroundings, I sighed.
After reaching our last destination, the headquarters of the heart order, Lilith met with a group of people. They asked me to wait here as they were going to have a meeting.
While the room wasn't big, it wasn't necessarily small either. Light blue walls, white flooring, and a single shadelair hanging from the ceiling
Three couches and a coffee table in the middle. There were two bush-like plants near the door, which had a single plate on it.
That was what was marked on the plate.
'When are they coming back?'
My eye twitched. While I understood that meeting discussions took time and that I needed to wait, I was starting to get annoyed.
It wasn't as though I couldn't wait; in fact, I had been waiting the entire time without complaint, but the waiting was starting to get to me.
The more I learned, and I remembered, the more I came to understand.
'I need to get stronger.'
To truly understand and live in this world, I needed strength, and the more time I spent getting stronger, the better. And now that I knew that I was a demigod, I required followers.
This further fueled my need to get stronger as I would need to showcase my power to my future followers.
'Now that I think about it, I know next to nothing about this world. My memories so far have only been about the powers in this world.'
I frowned as this was something else I needed my focus on.
Lost in thought, I remembered.
"Ah!"
I outstretched my hand as blood flowed from it, slowly coagulating into a juvenile deer. It was Little Moon. The little deer looked different from before; its brown fur now shimmered with a golden glow.
Its blood-red eyes seemed deeper now, and its size had increased slightly. The small nubs on his head now protruding more than before.
"You've grown." I stroked his fur gently as I spoke. After becoming a
He sat by my feet, making himself comfortable. At the same time, I felt a warm, growing sensation that persisted for a few seconds before stopping.
'Ah...'
This sensation was an indication that I had gained a follower. I didn't need to think to know who it was. My gaze landed on Little Moon, my lips curling into a smile.
Suddenly...
The door opened, and three people walked in. A tall man with an athletic build and loose shoulder-length blonde hair. A short girl with long black hair tied into a ponytail, her 'proportions' being on the smaller side. And lastly, a taller woman with short brown hair and large 'proportions'.
Each wore translucent coats with the symbol of a heart containing a starr
"Ah, you're here." I looked at the people before me, smiling.
Little Moon also lifted his head to look at the people.
The man with blond hair spoke, his voice deep, carrying a sense of authority.
"We have come to a decision and would like to discuss it with you."