From Ashes
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Last published Fri, Jan 22, 2021
"They walk among us, yet are still so far out of reach. Even if they converse with us and acknowledge our existence for just a minute moment, we are still reminded that they are far more superior than any of us mere mortals can ever hope to be. This is especially so for those at the bottom of the food chain, such as myself. The ones who are viewed as trophies or pampered pets, and that's only if you happen to get lucky. Most of the time, you're cowering in fear with your back pressed against the corner. Because even those with kind, smiling faces don't reveal their true intentions until we're standing out in the open."
In our world, there are humans who try to live their day to day lives, and then there are the gods who have reincarnated. While the public knows of them, and regards them as idols who they have worshipped for many generations, the reason as to why they began reincarnating is a mystery.
So how does Yurie, a female bartender hiding her omega gender status, play into all of this?
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