how we are built

GIDEON

Be careful my darling
Be careful of what it takes

"They're one thing, yes. Amazes me that everyone uses them. How do you know what they do to you in the between? You are entirely at their mercy." Gideon shook his head, a disbelieving and disgusted expression on his face. He could imagine things implanted, changed or taken from each Godly person that took one of those portals. That the world had so easily accepted their convenience still amazed him.

"But what I am seeing is the future...they alter their bodies. What's to stop them altering the world to match?" He sighed, and perhaps he would have continued on this prediction, but Deimos admitting he would not be allowed into Stormbreak made him pause. The Gods indifference and deeper than nothing relationship had thrown him off, but he quickly realised Deimos had to be Abandoned. "Ah. Well. There's still plenty of places someone like you can stay that are almost as good."

He nodded at the assessment of Safrin's feelings; he could tell that there were wounds there to be mended. "Do you want to tell me what happened? I am a Priest. If you're wanting advice with the Gods, there's much worse people to ask."

What I've seen so far
The good ones always seems to break