God (A DustBerry Oneshot)

Oh, good, that brown haired explorer was gone.

He could come out now.

The short skeleton stepped out from behind the large tree, his grasp lingering on it before he let go. He was nervous around mortals, so he often hid behind his favorite tree so they could leave. It was a large apple tree, surrounded in a feild of flowers and more trees. He would play with some squirrels next to it, or climb from branch to branch to look at the stars. After spreading spring across where he needed, he would return here and keep watch over his favorite tree.

This was the god of Spring, often called Blue by his fellow gods. He was a skeleton with pure white bones and bright, colorful star eyes that sparkled. He had two short horns on his skull, which were sprouting with light blue flowers that never wilted. The god was dressed in a eloquent green robe, which was covered in vine designs. He only had one outfit, the one he was born with, so he didn't have many options on his clothing styles.

He felt lonely in the forest, but never could will himself to approach the few visitors he ever recived. He was just too nervous, he heard of other gods growing close to mortals before the unstoppable occurance of death occurred, which would leave them lonier than before. Not to mention he was extremely shy near new people, he often ran away from being nervous before he could make himself talk to them.

Hopefully, one day, he would find someone to talk to.

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"So, a god, huh?" Dust asked, leaning forward with interest.

Dust was a tall, normal monster skeleton with a grey hoodie and black shorts. His hood was often pulled up, to protect himself from the suns rays as he traveled, especially on raining days. His left pupil was constantly glowing with magic, since it was often dangerous to look for as many immortal beings as he did.

Dust was dedicated to finding at least one immortal god. Ever since he heard the stories as a child, he made it his life goal before he setteled down with his special one. He didn't mind thr constant traveling, he liked seeing new things, but from time to time it was often exhausting and annoying.

"Yeah, the god of Spring is rumored to be bound to the forest North of the town," The fire monster said, running a cloth across the glass slowly, inspecting for any sorts of stains he might have left behind, "Some travelers who passed here before you said they've caught glimpses of it running away from them before disappearing. It's not known for approaching people very much."

"Well, then I'd just have to approach it first," Dust said, determination seeping through his bones, "This might be my chance to get a full look at it, or even talk to a god as large as one who controls nature itself!"

"Well, I wish you good luck then, since gods don't talk to mortals much," The bartender said, setting down the glass, "But that drink is two golds, don't run off without paying, please."

"Of course," Dust said, reaching into his bag and tossing three coins at him, "Keep the change, for the information."

Dust closed the door behind him, a pleasent grin spreading across his skull as he made his way to the army of trees in the distance. Why wait when he could possibly talk to a god that day? He was so excited he was practically skipping.

Most of the other results had not been very useful. Some of the times, the rumors were fake, just forged to gain curious travelers to their locations. Other times, it wad just false sightings, and just monsters who kept to themselves. And a few times, it was real gods, who managed to throw Dust for a loop and not even let him catch an inch of their appearence.

But, this time, he had the feeling he was going to see a god for the first time in his life.

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