#super short first chapter but it's been ROTTING in my docs for so long i just wanted it out

[feuillmort]

(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains."

“No mortal is exempt from fate.”

“No god either, it seems.”

Shamura almost laughed. Such zeal. This mortal wielded blasphemy with suicidal ease, even as their heart screamed fear. They obviously did not care that Shamura could strike them down in a second. Shamura wouldn’t either, had they been hunted to the farthest corners of the world. But they were right. What could a weakened god do when their last followers lost faith?

Die. They could only die.

Shamura does not strike them down. “Might I ask the name of the great one who felled a Great One?”

“Narinder.”

[angstandhappiness]

YES, YES

(n.) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; "the love that remains."

“No mortal is exempt from fate.”

“No god either, it seems.”

Shamura almost laughed. Such zeal. This mortal wielded blasphemy with suicidal ease, even as their heart screamed fear. They obviously did not care that Shamura could strike them down in a second. Shamura wouldn’t either, had they been hunted to the farthest corners of the world. But they were right. What could a weakened god do when their last followers lost faith?

Die. They could only die.

Shamura does not strike them down. “Might I ask the name of the great one who felled a Great One?”

“Narinder.”