Gods were supposed to support races in the apocalypse in many ways. For example they will solve the problem of coins, give many blessing points in the form of quests and other things as rewards for special quests and stuff.
Not to mention their presence would solve many issues against other contenders with lower grade gods.
"Don't panic, it's not that bad either for you," he laughed, "I'm a fair being. So let me tell you this: I'll give you quests with handsome rewards. But my quests would be so hard to fulfil, I'm warning you from the start."
Damn! Why was he giving me hope and then crashing it down like this?
"Don't give me that look, I know you'll gain another special being's blessing soon."
"But you should at least help me here," I helplessly said.
