Meanwhile, Dionisius, who has gone on his way, grumped while walking on the market of Arcadia.
"Who does he think he is? So what if I kill one person or two, he didn't have to be that mad" Murmured Dionisius.
Dionisius felt strange, as a god, he didn't care about mortals and how he toyed with them, that it-s how is supposed to be, the natural order of the world
And yet…
"What is this bitter feeling?" Though Dionisius.
"Excuse me"
While Dionisius was walking someone stopped him, he looked up and saw a woman looking at him, the woman was not extraordinary, in fact, one could said that she was pretty plain with her black hair in a ponytail, she wore a commoners outfit and was a little plum, not fat though. All in all, she looked like a regular commoner.
"And who might you be?" Asked Dionisius.
