I stroked little Moon's fur as I looked at the three persons before me.
[Gild Marrow]
[Lily Rowe]
[Mariann Marrow]
I spoke calmly as I summarised what they told me. "You have come to an agreement that I am not against your goddess and will prepare accommodations for me in your 12th sector?"
While they didn't directly say it to my face, they were essentially separating me from their main population and keeping me somewhere they could observe me. I didn't mention that I knew this, though.
'No, that would seem like complaining.'
I understood why they would do this. If I did end up being a threat, if I were kept in the main space, then there might be unnecessary casualties, and if they sent me away, then that might incur my anger.
I thought about the 12th sector for a moment. It was a small 'town' made for citizens who were against the mother, but hadn't done any horrible crimes worth death or imprisonment. They separated these people to prevent them from teaching the youth their mindset.
"That is correct." A deep voice interrupted my thoughts. Gild was about to continue speaking before frowning as he was interrupted by Lily.
"Before they get onto a long-winded discussion to find out, I'll just ask. Are you truly a god?"
My head tilted in confusion. "What?"
"There is a rumor going around that you are a god. Everyone's talking about it."
'What? There is such a rumor?'
Shock and confusion struck me as I heard those words. How was there such a rumor? I was shocked that such a rumor existed, even more by how fast such a rumor appeared and spread so quickly.
'No, I could work with this.'
Both this rumor and the 12th sector—a place filled with people who don't believe in the mother—could work in my favor if I made use of them. As such, I suppressed my surprise and shifted my gaze toward Lily.
I smiled softly and, without giving an answer, released my aura, which was now laced with my divinity.
The vibe within the room changed as a soft mist formed within the room. Within the mist, the three members of the heart order felt as if they were being watched by an invisible force.
Quickly, a pressure weighed down on them as they heard whispers. These whispers loudened into murmurs.
Gild, Lily, and Mariann each felt their bodies shiver as the murmurs sounded in their minds.
While they were incomprehensible, each one of them felt the meaning behind the murmurs—to submit, the murmurs wanted them to submit to the man before them.
Suddenly.
The mist retracted, the pressure lifted, and the murmurs quieted.
My smile shook as I looked at the three before me.
'I'll need to get used to this.'
They each knelt on one knee, bowing their heads and clasping their fists into their palms. They spoke at the same time.
"We greet the White Moth."
My smile shook further.
***
In a certain realm.
A sleeping fox lay in the crimson grass, the pink light of the 'sun' enhancing its ethereal glow.
Red fur accented by peach flowed in the wind, as its three tails wrapped around its sleeping frame.
Its eyes twitched before opening to reveal white spiral-shaped pupils in pink eyes.
The fox rose to its feet and walked through the unending crimson grass. Eventually, it stopped at a lake, which took the pink colour of the sky.
The fox looked at its reflection for a moment. The fox's form then shifted, becoming a naked woman with deep red hair with a peach undertone. She looked as if she were the masterpiece of a master sculptor.
She held an irresistible, sultry beauty, further enhancing her look.
Her eyes, the same as the foxes, shimmered with an enchanting glow as she reached for the lake.
Her delicate-looking fingers grasped the surface of the lake, turning it into a translucent pink veil with the symbol of a sun that held a spiral.
She held the veil for a moment before draping it over herself and turned her attention to the reflection in the lake once more. The lake rippled, the reflection changing to show the image a dark space.
It held an ocean of golden liquid that had three pillars that rose endlessly. Two of the pillars were perfect, while the last one was filled with many cracks that looked to be half-filled.
The reflection changed again, this time showing three images, each showing three distinct tribal villages all performing an offering ritual that was in its final stages.
The woman felt many growing warm sensations, along with many prayers. She smiled.
Putting the prayers aside for a moment, she waved her hand over the lake. It rippled once more, the reflection changing once more, this time, back to normal.
She shifted her gaze to beneath the surface of the lake. A ball of pink energy undulated in the lake, seemingly wanting to burst out at any moment, but she wouldn't let that happen.
A grim grin appeared on her face.
"Just you wait, Annarith, I'll come for you soon. Just wait 6 more months."
She laughed, it was a manic laugh, a crazy laugh, a laugh filled with madness.