Bread God

Chapter 4

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Kendra, however, was not as lucky. She had failed the first test, and would be going to the second. She sat upon a bible and thousands of pages of all the different versions swarmed her, covering her skin.

The Bread God gasped, as even that failed to immediately purify her. "Let us leave her and return overmorrow to see if she is pure. If she is not..." Fae didn't have to finish the sentence

Sven agreed, and the holy, wonderful, divine, angelic, hallowed Bread God led him to his living quarters. The room was florid, the phosphorescent bulbs hanging from the top of the room cast an ultramarine light, and the fish scales like the fishes shimmered. The bed was made out of what seemed to be wharf, and two eiderdowns made up the blanket and the pillow.

Sven could not have been more overwhelmed by the sheer generosity of the Bread God to give him this incredible place to live. "Thank you for the elegant abode, your majesty."

"Thank you Sven," said the Bread God, "you will be given three meals a day, two snacks, and if you believe you have bread here, you have bread."

"What exactly will I be doing here, oh moist august one?"

"You will be learning the teachings of Bread," said the Bread God, knowing that this is the highest honor a mortal has received. A bread thief like him was hardly worthy, but he was purified.