DELPHiA
Delphia was frankly a bit too shaken at the questioning of her existence, a child of Mort, to think to offer proof. She had never been asked to offer up such before, nor had she actually been now. That might've sat with her better than simply denying that she could possibly be. The gods do not have children. If they did not, how could they possibly tend to all the needs of the world? Their children were extensions of their beings!
"Away." Delphia said with a shrug. "After 300 years I am certain their is much my father has for them to do. Hence why I am here, to guide the lost souls in their absence." she said, frowning as she stared at the ground. It was frustrating, feeling and seeing the lost around her and being able to do nothing because of this woman's ignorance.
"Away." Delphia said with a shrug. "After 300 years I am certain their is much my father has for them to do. Hence why I am here, to guide the lost souls in their absence." she said, frowning as she stared at the ground. It was frustrating, feeling and seeing the lost around her and being able to do nothing because of this woman's ignorance.
Spoiler Alert: Everybody Dies
