A New and Brighter Birth (OPEN)

Abasi

Grace is just weakness

Phoebe's words on being 'little specks' to the Gods annoyed Abasi no end, though he tried to stay quiet, self-aware enough to know his perception on the matter was definitely coloured by his own Gods and myths back home. The Gods, presumably, had made the humans here or brought over the ones snatched from other worlds; as far as he saw it it was their responsibility to ensure that each person in their world felt at least listened to.

"A set-back," He began to respond, feeling rather condescended to, "Is not something so grand as being refused by Gods as soon as you arrive. I have half a mind to create my own religion here and ignore these spiteful deities. The only thing stopping me going further here is that I am in their temple." Abasi crossed his arms, rather grumpy about the whole matter and not willing to give anything to the Gods that seemed determined to give him nothing.

He sighed irritably, knowing it was not Phoebe's fault. It was just so difficult, going from being a Priest, the master of knowledge on the Gods above, to a lowly pauper who could not even get one audience. At least if Phoebe had met this 'Frey', he could find out more information. "I spoke with somebody who said Frey had given them a sexual experience. Is this true of you as well? I do not know if I want to pray to them if it is a part of it."

Or so I've been told