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   I slowly opened my eyes, I gazed around the beautiful field and I silently praised myself front destroying the land around me as I decended from my home. it was now business time

I looked around and saw a horse drawn wagon coming my way I thought I could hopefully get a ride so I waved my hands in the air

"Hey! Could I have a ride?"

The man who is driving the wagon and gave me the most peculiar look lightly sweating I felt around my body and found my pouch strapped to my waist and pulled out a few Mora and handed it to the man. his eye's lit up and agreed to take me to the nearest place with an inn.

suprisingly he took me right to the city where that drunkard of a god was probably sitting somewhere in a tavern drinking. I sighed and thanked the kind man as I headed into the city.

"excuse me do you know where the nearest tavern is?" I asked a man with blue hair and an eyepatch 

"well I wouldn't expect a lady like you to be drinking, but I'll show you" the man replied with a smirk. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at the audacity of this man as he led met twards the edge of the city.

"thank you sir" I said as we stoped at my destination, quickly bowed and entered the tavern, not giving him any time to respond.

I was very lucky because as I entered the tavern my eyes were hit with a man with red hair yelling at Barbatos to pay a bill that was probably about wine. I sighed and slammed a small bag of mora down on the table.

"I'll be paying for this fellow, and keep the change" I said as I dragged the drunk god up to the second floor and to a corner where minimal people where.

"what the hell do you think your doing" I whispered at him

"I- um....hi?" he said still processing why I was here

"damn it barbatos did you forget? it's been four hundred years you drunk fucktard I came to check on MY gnosis that I made for YOU!" I said slightly raising my voice

"shhhhhhh! its VENTI as of now, and I thought the gnosis check was every four hundred FIFTY years not just four hundred" he whined

"well its not so when you sober up I expect to see a glowing trinket in you hand tomorrow morning" I sneered as I got up from the table and left the tavern

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this is so shitty and short I promise they will be longer soon

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