The Shrewd King
Becoming an apostle of a god is a heavy responsibility.
“Don’t do it, Ruth...” I say, panting.
“Oh, shut it,” the newcomer god says. “A god coming down on his own is not an everyday occurrence, don’t you think? Be opportunistic.”
Ruth takes a deep breath and looks at the god standing before her. “I accept your offer,” she says, her voice unwavering.
The god nods. “Very well.”
He steps forward and places his hand on each side of Ruth’s face. A bright light emanates from the god’s hand and envelops her. Ruth freezes as if she is seeing visions of opposing ideals in her head. When it’s done, her aura changes.
Hot Chapters