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[fourthmade]

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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[whiteofcrime]

[ Kaito gazes silently at the figure. So this is him, he thinks. ]

Less than I did before. I think you're an easy target to blame but I don't want that to mean I shirk responsibility for what I did.

[ Slight hesitation. Then-- ]

Whatever people say, I think you're the lesser evil right now. I would rather not kill for you but if I can help you in other ways...

[fourthmade]

Some things are going to happen. It doesn't matter if you want to do them or not.

[The shape tilts its head and it's clear that it is still looking at him though its form still hasn't settled, and even jerks suddenly the edge of the shape's face glitching and shifting until the form has to shake its head to make it stop.

Then it continues.]

It's how you've changed.

[It pauses.]

That's who you are now.

[whiteofcrime]

[ He shifts uncomfortably, eyes flicking away and back. ]

I know. I've already done things I wouldn't ever have done back home. I just want to...to minimise it.

[ He tries to discern a shape through the static but it's all white noise. They're supposed to be young though, he thinks. Right? Not much older or younger than him at any rate.

He shuts his eyes against the distortions, exhales softly. A hand is held out as if for the god to take. ]

At any rate, I've pretty much accepted you now. I think I'd be worse without you so I'm sorry for what I said before.

[ And then much more tentatively (he is speaking to a being with much more power than him after all; he hasn't forgotten the curse of white noise): ]

Forgive me?

[fourthmade]

[ The creature stops, and looks down at Kaito's hand, and then back at him.

The form's face shifts and it smiles, it's wide, and seems to stretch the edges of it's shape. ]

Of course. You're mine.

[It takes his hand, and it will feel like when a limb falls asleep, static shooting up his arm. It's not painful, just odd and overpowering.

If he isn't careful, it will wake him up before he has the chance to say much else.]

[whiteofcrime]

[ He sucks in a sharp breath and his eyes fly open. While he could jerk back his hand, that seems rude. He has just enough time to see the figure's smile before the vision disappears and he's opening his eyes again - but to a darkened bedroom. His arm still tingles...though maybe that's because he's been sleeping on it.

He'll sit up, looking a little disoriented and lost (not that there's anyone else to see). But after a moment, he speaks again. ]

Thank you...

[ Whether or not the god hears him, he sighs and falls back on to his bed to try and sleep again. ]