so this is death huh?
am I going to be stuck here in purgatory forever?
is omorfiá like this too?
this isn't the most fitting place for a god like me, I'm personally not a big fan of the whole cliche of drowning in the depths of the ocean with very little sunlight piercing through it that human tales love to use, but that seems to be the situation that I'm currently in.
just add a piano track and this would be a great scene.
you know this would be perfect timing for someone to be reaching out towards me and pulling me out of the depths.
"yeah like that would happen" I remarked while closing my eyes hoping that when I open them something would actually happen.
I opened them.
nothing was there.
"...."
I don't know how much time has passed but it feels like an eternity, nothing seems to change over time, or maybe I haven't waited long enough.
yeah that must be it.
so I waited.
I waited a bit more.
just a litttttle bit more just to make sure you know?
and nope nothing at all.
you know, I've been here for who knows how long and I still haven't tried to swim at all.
since when have I grown so stagnant?
so i started swimming, it was awkward at first but I slowly began to get back into the rythm, hey don't blame me, can you think of any situations where a god had to swim? I just simply forgotten it that's all.
tho I really need to let go of my habit of saying god this and God that, what am I? a spoiled brat?
what's wrong with me?
an angel that I created killed me and my wife and apparently, he will kill all the gods with the help of the demons?
how does that even work?
I don't know if he has already done it or not.
but if he can kill me and omorfiá, then he can definitely kill the rest.
how did he obtain a method to kill gods permanently?
the permanent part is the biggest question here.
because as ridiculously rare and highly improbable it is, gods have been killed.
I need to get out of this place.
I continued swimming while reminiscing about my wife.
I've never been the most compassionate person, but I love her more than anything, and I will, no matter what bring her back one way or another.
what am I saying?
there is something rather strange that has been bothering me.
these thoughts I'm having don't really seem godly.
habits really are hard to break aren't they?
anyways.
what happened to me, I feel like I've Changed.
not in the way I view things but in the way that I think of them.
it all seems so human.
"..."
I swam more, while trying my hardest to suppress the part of my brain that came to a certain conclusion that, well, I'm not the biggest fan of.
as I swam more the water became a bit brighter
"I guess I'm reaching the surface"
I swam further to a point where it seemed like if I swam any further I would get out of here.
a fancy way to say that I am pretty much at the surface.
I closed my eyes thinking of everything that happened.
I will get back to heaven, bring omorfiá back, and deal with tomio.
I'm not going to kill tomio.
he won't be granted that privilege.
I will make sure he will regret that I ever created him.
I open my eyes with new found determination.
and swim up to the surface.
as I reached it, I braced myself for what might be there once I swim out.
as I swam out I looked towards the skies.
there were clouds.
I sighed out of relief.
"good, everything seems to be normal"
though I was kind of getting excited by the thought of something crazy happening.
and right as I said that I began falling out of the water and heading towards the clouds
what.
as I fell through the clouds I realized that I wasn't in a body of water somewhere.
but that I was above the clouds.
as I was hurdling towards the ground of what looked like a mountainous wasteland, I reached my hands out in a desperate attempt to use my Divine power to cushion my landing.
or maybe nothing will happen to me by falling?
yeah, I had no problems breathing underwater.
who am I kidding that was no normal body of water.
the bigger issue at hand is that I seemed to have lost my abilities.
this feels like something I should have figured out way earlier.
oops.
wait, this is bad, like, really bad.
with the little time I had available, I tried to look for a landing spot
the snow on the mountain?
but is it thick enough?
I'm fucked anyways.
guess I'll take my chances with the snow.
as my hurdling continued and I was getting closer to my 'landing spot' I decided to close my eyes.
closing my eyes really is a bad omen isn't it.
as I was prepared for excruciating pain or the more likely outcome of not making in well, one piece
I felt like I was grabbed by something.
as I opened my eyes, I saw that I was being dragged away from where I was landing.
judging by the speed I was going at and when I closed my eyes, I was picked up a couple of seconds before I 'landed'.
as I turned my head around, I saw that I was being carried by a gigantic red bird.
I don't know if this is a good thing or not.
on one hand I probably wouldn't have survived, but on the other hand this bastard is probably taking me back to feed his kids or something.
"this sucks"
"too bad man" the bird replied.
I've seen it all now, a way to permanently kill gods, an inverted body of water above the clouds and now a talking bird.
this is putting heaven to shame.
usually its all clouds and Greek architecture.
"don't worry lad, my kids are gonna quickly eat a pretty boy like you" the bird replied
I want to do a whole speech about how I'm god and whatever but with nothing to prove it, I'm not gonna even bother.
and so Mr bird flew me back to be eaten by his kids, with the sunset in the background of our lovely journey, what more could I ask for.
End of chapter 2