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Bastien That old celestial circus With teeth and fingernails I'll carve a place, you'll see. Lucas didn't really answer his question, so Bastien assumed that no, he did not remember him. Was the devil so impartial on his followers? Or...he supposed he had not been a follower as such, but more of a...accidental companion. Someone aligned with the moral 'wrong' by virtue of the times he had lived in. Either way, there were people all around here with missing memories or partially gone backstories so he tried his best to not take it personally. He confirmed that the deities of his old world had been real, information Bastien took in with a surprised expression and slow nod. It would surely come back to haunt him later, something to consider in the late of night, but for now he just put the information away. "Ah, yes. It truly does. When I arrived here, met my first Goddess...to actually see her before me...it made me think. If Gods walk among the same Earth as us, what is to stop a man from becoming a God? And when The Voice transformed me, she gave me a gift. I believe if I prove myself to be a good servant to her...perhaps one day, I can walk among them."