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This is a place to send your prayers to the Fourth god. He may not always respond, or he may respond in ways you don’t expect, but he is always listening.

Speak, he hears you.

OOC note: As of April 2020, threads with the gods will be capped at three NPC replies! Please keep this in mind when writing god prayers to make sure you get everything you need out of the thread.It’s also possible to handwave prayers by titling your comment HANDWAVED PRAYER. Handwaved prayers lack our usual flourish, but you can expect a faster response!

As of February 2024, god prayers will be handwaved only. Please only submit a prayer if you have a question for either god which needs answering in order to progress your character's arc within Ryslig. If this is something you need to tier up within the god boon system, or just to set up a player plot in general, please don't hesitate to submit a prayer about it! You may shorten it down to an OOC summary of what your character is asking. This will allow any of our helper mods to reply much faster, without having to dig into the specifics of either god's personality/writing quirks. Should this limitation be lifted again in the future, this note will be removed.

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[Hey, guess who's running to check on Elias' body as soon as possible because someone happened to break something in Marco's dreamscape. Yes, okay, that whole... exchange between the gods seemed to indicate He was doing just fine and dandy, but some worries are just too pressing.

Marco sighs with relief as soon as he sees that everything in the Fourth God's room is just as he'd last left it.]

Oh, thank goodness. I-I-- I figured. But I still had to check. [Because Elias just looks so small. On one hand, it was almost disconcerting to see him stand up against the Fog God the way he did, but on the other hand... it made Marco feel oddly proud, too.

... This isn't all he's here to talk about, though, is it?]

You were just keeping us safe, weren't you? [A nervous laugh.] She couldn't touch us at all while we were in there, even if... even if, erm, if it felt like I could feel her sometimes. It wasn't really her, was it? Just like how I ran into a lot of people who-- who weren't really those people. It was all very... very... like that.

N-Nobody-- Nobody managed to... [He brings a hand up to the level of his head, unsure of how to even PUT it.] I mean, I'm sure several people got in. A-A necessity in the system, I'm sure. You needed everyone, and it had to work the same for everyone. But nobody got in... too deep, right? Nobody did anything to me. Her people didn't hurt me. Y-You wouldn't have let them. Right?

[The corners of his mouth pull up into a frail grin that crumbles immediately. Instead of looking at Elias, he stares straight down at the floor.]

I'm sorry. For a second there, I-I was afraid that... that you'd done something terrible. To me. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

[Elias hangs limp as ever, looking no better or worse than he did before. There's no response to him at all at first. There's only the ever present hissing of radios. Soon, though, the hissing comes to an abrupt stop leaving the room utterly quiet before it is filled with Elias' voice.]

Don't you trust me, Marco?

[He sounds saddened by this.]

I'm sorry. I know it was scary, but I did what I had to. I thought you would understand.

No! I mean, yes! Of course I trust you!

[He fiddles with his tie, still unable to look directly at Elias.]

But... But I was terrified at first. And I wanted to apologise for that, even if I do understand what you were trying to do now.

[Then, hesitantly, he lets his hands down and his gaze up.]

There was something wrong with my head, right? And... And maybe I wouldn't have ever noticed it if it weren't for you.

[The speakers are silent for a few long moments. Perhaps the Fourth God is weighing his response or perhaps he's simply responding to what Marco said with the seriousness it deserves. A few of the screens flicker to life, each displaying a small frowning emoticon.]

I do want to help you. Sometimes it will be hard. There will be bad things as well as good things.

I had to get in to learn things about the bad guys and to show her that I could. That we could. That we were strong enough to. Now I need you to be strong enough to keep helping me.

[The faces flicker and become one large smiling emoticon spread across all the screens in the room.]

You are a good friend, Marco. Don't be scared. If you think there is a problem then I believe that you can fix it. I believe in you.

... I will.

[He takes a deep breath and then, with some effort, smiles determinedly.]

I will keep helping you and we will take her down.

That's right!

[The computers continue to display the smiley face for a few moments more and then one by one flicker back to blank black screens.]

Do you feel better now?

I do. [And THAT sounds sincere, at the very least.] You always make me feel better.

... Oh, and... and thanks for making it so I could meet Fiddleford's family. That was very, very nice.

That's part of why it had to work the same for everyone. So that you could find things like that. And so you could see how good I did at the end.

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