The Moon in question was over the moon about his elevation.
Ted laughed at him behind his back. It was such a funny thing, that endless quest for status and power. It wasn't like Ted was immune to such desires, but at least he knew where the real power was.
Ted hastened things so that the solar deity would surely get the sacrifice on time.
He took the new Star into a sunlit room and drew the symbol onto his skin with the blood of a recently butchered ox. The sun god had updated the requirements.
"This is where your old life ends and a new one begins, Divine Glimmer," he told the man.
It wasn't a lie, except for that part about any life expecting the man at all.
Ted looked at him and pulled the curtains open.
At first, nothing happened, but Ted thought he saw some color come back to the face of the cultist.
He had been pale before, perhaps due to his excitement.
