The Realm Of Gods...
"Handsome Papa, what are you making?" Angelica asked as she walked into the forge.
"An armor eye patch." Creige said with a wry smile. He had been very busy as of late. He had been getting order after order for eye patches. What made no sense to him was that the ones wearing these eye patches were all the women his little girls were punching in the eye. But instead of complaining about the fact that his kids were punching them, they smiled and ordered better and better eye patches. Some women had even started giving him designs for designer ones! Creige wasn't complaining because he was getting many divinity stones for each eye patch, but the fact of the matter remained that these women were such idiots and returned every day with their new, improved eye patches only to be punched in the eye all over again.
