Exquatil's jaw nearly hit the floor. "Huh, Mom, you be a what?"
Linda's gaze turned to him, a knowing glint in her eyes. "Alex was a god, you know?" she said, her voice light but firm.
Exquatil's jaw dropped further, incredulity etched on his face. The world seemed to tilt on its axis. His mother friend, a god? It was a concept so outlandish, so utterly beyond his comprehension.
He looked back and forth between Alex, whose expression remained unreadable, and Linda, whose calm demeanor hinted at a deeper knowledge.
The silence stretched, thick with unspoken questions and a dawning sense of uncertainty. Exquatil, for the first time, felt a flicker of fear.
Alex broke the silence, his voice carrying a newfound weight. "Linda, can we incorporate elves into our religion? I want to… reach the top rank as a god."
