Reeva waited, feeling the sweat trickle down his temple as his nerves wound tight, bracing for the god's response.
"So, you're saying you want to become my apostle, correct?" The Sun God's voice cut through the tension, eyes sharp, weighing Reeva's every word.
"Yes, sir. I'd do anything for you."
The answer came out shameless, but Reeva had no room for pride here. Being a god's apostle had both upsides and dangers, but the benefits outweighed the risks. The biggest advantage? Protection. Becoming the Sun God's apostle would put him under divine immunity, effectively solving his current predicament with the Sun Church.
Two birds with one stone: gaining divine favor and escaping his captors.
"Hahaha," the Sun God chuckled, clearly amused. "You're more flexible than I thought. I'll give you that. Your offer is intriguing, but… my apostle can't be of another mystic force. How do you plan to manage that?"
