Will of chaos

I was talking to Athena and the Heretic God of Fun, I talked about my plan to use the Soul of the false Hero for them, how was it they saved that Soul from going back to God Baldr, and the decision on how to deal with that Soul is theirs, that is their responsibility.

It looks like the Heretic God of Fun is using this Soul as a vessel to keep himself in this world or maybe to keep himself hidden, I don’t understand enough about Gods to know the truth so I can only assume he’s hearing the truth.

I tell them about the God Fragment to them, I thought it might serve them to deliver this Soul to me, what would I do would cause the complete separation of this Soul from the Church of Light, even though I have my selfish motives to satiate my curiosity, which I’m wanting to do will be great for that Soul, not everyone has a second chance in life.

Talking about the God Fragment was the right choice, but I was surprised about the requirements that this Heretic God still had, he wanted to create a new body to reincarnate again without having to be born again.

But for that, he would need the God Fragment and Blood which contains a strong bloodline, if only that wouldn’t be a problem, thanks to me many people in the Dungeon have powerful bloodlines.

But it seems that the Goddess Selene wants me to use my blood, but I can’t say if it would be a good idea to share a bloodline with an Heretic God.

But then it looks like Goddess Selene is speaking this as advice, it looks like my bloodline might serve as some sort of restraint on this Heretic God and he knows it.

What intrigues me is that Heretic God knows all this and still wants me to do it. 𝗯𝗲𝗱𝗻𝗼𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝗰𝗼𝐦

I look at the necklace with a crystal held in Athena’s hands, this crystal is glowing and flashing its light as this Heretic God within speaks.

“Why do you look so excited like that?” (I)

“As a god, I’m used to restrictions, this one, in particular, is completely useless, this restriction only does two things.” (Evil God of Fun)

“The first thing is to stop me from doing anything to you, your family members, and those who have your lineage.” (Evil God of Fun)

“Isn’t that a problem for you?” (I)

“Of course not, I never meant to hurt you or those close to you.” (Evil God of Fun)

“I’ve been listening to Athena’s conversations with the people who follow you, so I discovered many interesting things and also discovered about the city hidden in that Dungeon, not to mention in the Cradles that I could feel the presence nearby.” (Evil God of Fun)

“All of this is very interesting and at the same time strange, it all seemed to be so fun, the people seemed so happy, the city was amazing.” (Evil God of Fun)

“In my long existence, there have been few places I’ve found so much fun to stay and none of those places exist anymore.” (Evil God of Fun)

“You are interesting too, your bad luck and ability to get into trouble will be an endless source of fun… hahahaha….” (Hereful God of Fun)

This Heretic God seems to be only getting into things that can bring him fun, at least he seems sincere about what he wants.

“What’s the second thing this restriction will do?” (I)

“My strength will match yours, I would have a permanent growth barrier, I would never be able to surpass you in strength.” (Evil God of Fun)

“…” (I)

“For those things she wants you to use your blood for, why will she be the one to set those restrictions as the progenitor of your bloodline.” (Evil God of Fun)

I don’t see any downside to that, having someone else with the same level of strength as me will be good in the future, plus his knowledge must be even wider than Ragnar’s, I’m more interested in the knowledge this Heretic God has accumulated than anything else.

“Then I can offer my blood for you to create your body, as much as you need.” (I)

“I’m going to need about 5000 liters of blood.” (Evil God of Fun)

“…” (I)

“(This is going to be hard…)” (I)

I look at my hand and try to squeeze as hard as possible, I do this as a test of strength, it feels like my recovery is still halfway through, but I can’t overdo it.

I think deeply for a few seconds doing some simulations in my head, I also do some calculations to be sure of what I thought before opening my eyes.

“If I were in better condition I could have this amount of blood ready for tomorrow, but as I am now it will have to wait a week.” (I)

“I do not mind about it.” (Evil God of Fun)

“But I have a request, I want a new name, as you are sharing your own blood and lineage with me, I would be happy to receive a name from you.” (Evil God of Fun)

“You are a God, why take the name of a mortal?” (I)

“Your thinking is wrong, many Gods got their names from mortals, besides, it makes no sense for someone to choose their own name.” (Evil God of Fun)

What he said is logical, but the truth is that I hate naming other people, I’ve always had the creativity to create games, stories, and characters.

But names have always been my weakness, so the names I’ve given so far are references to various things like games, movies, cartoons, myths, legends, etc.

I try to think of everything I know about this Heretic God, I know his taste for fun, but I also know how broad the concept of fun can be for him.

Charity is that I think he’s a crazy, weird and chaotic God.

It makes me think of a name that might suit him, the meaning and origin of the name I thought might not be completely compatible with it, but it will do.

I still remember the conversations I had with the nurses at the hospital where I spent my last years, one of those nurses was a girl who grew up in the same orphanage as me, but in a different generation, I remember hiring him for a year so she would have enough money to her college after leaving the orphanage, in the end, she became my nurse, I enjoyed talking to her.

I remember that at the time she asked me to name her cat, I gave that cat the same name I thought now, it brings back memories.

“He is fine?” (Athena)

“He just got lost in his own thoughts.” (Evil God of Fun)