In What Manner Will You Serve Them?
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
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Rites
You actually intend to consider questions of this magnitude? What use are you to the great Creator? How will you serve this new master—err, sheep?
ID: 5008257
Type: None
Tips: None
Duration: 0 days
Waits For: 1 days
Marked as New Only on First Occurrence: 0
Starts Automatically: Yes
Triggers Result Automatically: No
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This rite has no actions when the wait expires.
In What Manner Will You Serve Them?
Locks: No
Is Key: No
Is Empty: Yes
Is Enemy: No
Conditions:
Pops: None
This rite has no activation conditions.
This rite has no prior outcome.
You bowed humbly and declared you would serve it as a slave, as a servant.
Your words pleased the great sheep. "Baa-baa-baa-baa-baa!" It laughed loudly, and the clouds roiled with its voice. "Back when I still walked the earth, I heard such words often... Baa-baa-baa! How nostalgic! When I create a world of my own using the power I stole from you—sorry about that, baa, ha-ha-ha-baa!—I'll do it all again!"
The sheep then fixed you with its enormous eyes, gazing meaningfully. "And so, as my slave... how do you wish me to treat you?"
The judgment was not over. Behind you, the sea of clouds still waited to devour you into the hell of regurgitation. You had to think of an answer—desperately, quickly, immediately.
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You promised you would record and spread its fame, making it the greatest god in history!
Your words seemed to stir memories the sheep preferred to forget.
"Baa-baa-baa... There were many books and poems about me once, but... but those two erased everything when they fought! Nothing remained! I don't have the time to waste guarding this boring world like those foolish stars... But things will be different now! I've stolen such great power from you. You've worked so hard for me, baa-ha-ha-ha! From now on, I will have my own world!"
It paused, its enormous eyes fixed on you. "If... very well... if I let you follow me... then how do you wish me to treat you?"
The judgment was not over. Behind you, the sea of clouds still waited to devour you into the hell of regurgitation. You had to think of an answer—desperately, quickly, immediately.
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You told it that a god naturally needed followers, just as a noble lady needed jewels on her wrist. You were a powerful noble caught in the Sultan's games, one who could seize the power of two gods with the Dragon's Eye. Were you not the most dazzling jewel to show off?
"Baa—baa-ha-ha-ha-ha!" the sheep roared with laughter. "Well said, baa! They do love grand retinues—the more humans there are, the lower their total intelligence, and the easier they are to control! Since I will use your Dragon's Eye to build my own new world—sorry, baa, you've worked so hard, baa—then it is only fitting that you come along."
It laughed again, gloating, before continuing. "Very well. I ask you: if I accept your loyalty, how do you wish me to treat you?"
The judgment was not over. Behind you, the sea of clouds still waited to devour you into the hell of regurgitation. You had to think of an answer—desperately, quickly, immediately.
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Action:
You told it you could be its weapon, its tool and its instrument. With you, it can achieve all it wants without getting its hands dirty. You will sacrifice everything to safeguard its world.
Your words made the sea of clouds pause for a moment. The sheep's golden eyes scanned you up and down—only then did you realize the sea held far more than one pair of golden eyes. The sheep was watching you from every angle, every direction.
"Some other things would indeed be more convenient, but maintaining a 'weapon' like you would require extra effort. Baa, I possess such immense power now—thanks to you, baa-ha-ha! I intercepted it, sorry about that, baa! What kind of weapon could I not obtain? Baa..."
It opened several more eyes, staring intently at you. "If I mercifully allow you to follow me and be my weapon, how do you wish me to treat you?"
The judgment was not over. Behind you, the sea of clouds still waited to devour you into the hell of regurgitation. You had to think of an answer—desperately, quickly, immediately.
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Action:
You spoke softly, telling it you could keep it company, ease its boredom, amuse it, handle its affairs, and manage its possessions. You would be its most loyal companion.
The sheep widened all its eyes—perhaps a thousand of them—staring at you. "You think a sheep needs a wife? A sheep? A wife? Even if I really were a sheep—oh, even if I were truly a sheep, I suppose I would need one... baa... I've never thought of it this way! Oh! I'm still too inexperienced as a Creator. I never even considered this!"
It seemed thrilled. The clouds twisted violently, nearly swallowing you at once. Seeing you scramble to dodge, the culprit burst out laughing: "Now that I've stolen such great power from you—oh baa, sorry about that. It took you so much effort to gather it all, didn't it? Baa-ha-ha-ha—I can create a whole world for myself. Having a wife sounds nice, baa! Or a husband? Or a spouse? Ah-ha—anyway, it sounds good!"
It paused, seeming to seriously consider the idea. "So... if I allow you to follow me as my companion, how do you wish me to treat you?"
The judgment was not over. Behind you, the sea of clouds still waited to devour you into the hell of regurgitation. You had to think of an answer—desperately, quickly, immediately.
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Action:
You used the old world's magic as an example—many miracles in the world relied on Aether, and even gods needed it to interfere with the mortal realm!
Seen this way, the old gods letting this precious substance scatter naturally was an incredibly crude design. But you could now assign a humble servant to fix this oversight.
The clouds fell silent at your words. Lamblet thought for a long time, even summoning Aether that drifted between the clouds like droplets of water!
"Truly, this would be more convenient... safer. But why would I entrust such an important duty to you? I used you to gain the power to create a world. Why would I give any of it back, even a small part, for you to manage? What do you want? How do you wish me to treat you, baa?"
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Action:
While you were absorbed in thought, Lamblet suddenly attacked and knocked you from the clouds. Amid a long string of shrill "baa-ha-ha" laughter, it soared higher, leaving you to watch helplessly, powerless to stop it.
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