Muge has granted me an indescribable gift. No longer am I shackled by the binds of mortality. He took my life and gave me a new one, powerful and unimaginable.
I am a God.
I scarcely know where to begin. So much has opened up for me. But I need not experience it all at once, because I have also been given time, all the time in the world to explore and learn and live.
But first, I will travel to Luhlumere as I said I would. I still wish to know what Oldden’s plans are, and as we get closer there have only been more questions raised. It seems that though they occupy the city, they are leaving the citizens alone, save for once a day when they select a man to be killed. I cannot imagine what purpose this serves but to anger the Gods, and what gain can there be in that?
Crixis will likely die before we can even march on the city. Heru learned of this, but did not blame me for delivering the message. I wish there were more like her.
My new powers have granted me the ability to observe the city in a way I never thought possible before; I can watch people go about their business as they would if I were not present. It is fascinating to witness how people act alone and with others, natural and unperturbed. Scirocco spends much of her time in the stables, speaking to the horses in a language I have never heard. I wonder if she dislikes being around people, or if she simply dislikes the people in this land.
There are still a few more days until the march on Luhlumere. Until then, I will continue to observe.