[God Quest] Delivery

"I yearn for maturity." He told her quietly, though he still felt some nerves. It was natural, really, given what was about to happen. Her assurances were welcome, though. Bastien had grown weary of the fickle natures of the Gods he had met, how they seemed so easily offended by what were meant to be charming words. The pain was all consuming until it wasn't, and Bastien's harsh cry was quickly faded out into nothing as it left him. He tried to take some ragged breaths but found with a shock that he didn't have to as he changed, then suddenly he was lifting away from the floor and there was a golden light, just as he had fantasised. "...I...I want..." It was a difficult question, especially when there were swirling lights and beautiful colours before his eyes, pulling his attention. "I would have grace and beauty so captivating people trust me with all things aesthetic. All things hedonistic. I would be the God of the eyes." The words came without much consideration from his mouth, his body and mind finding the question distant and far away. Bastien Start by admitting from cradle to tomb Isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum It's only a cabaret, old chum