All four of us stepped through to the deck of my Winnower Flagship. One thing that my clones had done for me while I had been collecting mana was messing with the system in my stead to create the things they needed. 'Damn, the system is such a hassle. I'm going to have to use it again. I really need to ask Death this among other things.'
I turned to the gods as they looked at the mana screen that showed us circling around the edge of Earth's atmosphere. "God who seeks strength, what is your actual name?"
He turned to me. "It's Nick, Nick Johnson."
"You really have the same first and middle name?"
"No, it is emphasis."
"Oh okay, let me catch you up on what the others have already heard…"
I spoke to him about how I had come from the planet and how I had already lived more than 700 hundred years. The further I got through the story, the more surprised he seemed.
