Yunan and Tasha did not stay silent for long. The two talked about so mundane things, like their favourite things to, where to sit and ditate, which style of fighting, types of magic and so on, the vibe between them was no longer of enemies but that of equals, both had lost the killing intent when they were faced with the similarities they shared, Yunan almost fell from his chair when he learned that Tasha also had a thing against getting drunk, that she too liked to chase the skirts of her wives, even though she was hopeless when it ca to romanticism, she too managed to make so good mories with her beloved ones, it was for their sake she wanted to keep the universe alive, she wanted the land they stepped on to rember them for another eternity.
The eting ended when Death chose to crash the party just when the two were starting to smile at each other, this prompted the two to separate on the promise that he would take her to see his favourite spot when they got to et next ti.
Death looked like he was about to kill soone, a state of being that old man Death felt to be exactly what he did not want his "friends" to see, Yunan had seen various stages of anger and anxiety in the repertoire of emotions Death displayed, and taking life was never part of it.
"Wanna go on a mortal harvesting tour to calm down?" Asked Yunan as he gently dragged Death behind him, away from Tasha and her minions, "pretty please! I need to vent, you would think it would be very hard to offend , my age and occupation wouldn't make it any easier to get riled up". Death was hyperventilating at the mont, everything that he stepped on or touched withered to dust monts later.
"You sat down with a bored Debauchery, I can only say you brought it unto yourself, now calm down, I think I just made Tasha turn her back to the council, further cooperation is not out of the table, oh, lucky you, a band of roving marauding gods of war, how about we strip away their stuff before sending them to the river Styx?". Death was listening to Yunan ramble but suddenly stopped walking and jerked Yunan to halt by doing so.
"Did you just say, the Tasha, may work for you? Forget my tantrum, tell everything!" Yunan wasn't sure what to focus on but he found a solution "how about I tell you the details as we terrorize these war gods?" And with a swing, he sent Death flying face-first into the group of warrior gods and imdiately followed behind him. The two talked about this eting with Tasha and what Yunan found out, he did not tell Death about the more personal things, only the gist of how things went.
According to Death, he took a rare mont of free ti to try and gently harass the Debauchery party mbers as they sat useless and bored, unfortunately, he encountered fierce retribution and counter-attacks from the party, enough for him to just snap and leave before he killed all of them under a blind rage.
The unfortunate party of gods of war fell like hay straws to a raging inferno, Death was venting sothing that ate at him from the inside, as for Yunan, he was not killing at all, just handing the victims to the jaws of Death. The outco was written in stone, and the spoils were not too terrible, 5 divine realms, so artefacts of divine nature and all the efforts and divinities Yunan could take.
This prison planet had pushed the gods into a corner, these idle gods now did useful things with their ti, these divine artefacts are part of such constructive actions, especially with the open trade hub Yunan provided, divine weapons and armour beco rampant, many other types of enhancing gear were also finding their way to the market in exchange for faith.
Those productive gods were in high demand, the rest have all found divine realms to settle down in and started consolidating their power, found allies and made no aggression pacts, as for those raiding parties, these beca the target of all organizations, because even if they never hard you, they may turn you into their next target at any mont, that was the way bandits did their work, they would stay away until they have enough strength to take over.
Death took a chance to go mortal harvesting when Yunan "berated" his teachers for turning on the old man, quoting things about old age and infirmity of the mind and mostly the lack of expertise, Death did not care enough, there was a veritable smrgsbord of souls to harvest, since all death gods were imprisoned, only the reapers were there to collect souls and shepherd them.
Yunan let the old man have his fun before calling everyone back to the prison planet, letting his friends loose on the mortal realm all the ti may or may not cause so damage, but it also ant that his secret would be exposed if only his friends were able to convert on a multi-planetary scale, as for his eting with Tasha, he thought it would best to help her reach the tipping point, therefore he had the creator introduce sothing very unusual.
Debauchery was getting too bored, they had nothing to do so they were given their first task under Yunan, one that made them think they should not have been grumbling so much. They were split into 3 teams, Leader, loli Anne and Lucian were sent to worm their way into a production alliance, Bai and Balin were sent to a war-like alliance, Dustan and Fae were sent into a pacifist alliance, made completely of love gods and whatever hedonist god did not like to kill people as they fondled each other.
These tasks were by no ans easy, they were not supposed to provide information, nor were they supposed to break them from the inside, no no, Yunan was not that kind of guy, he wanted his people to make these alliances actually functional and workable, he just wanted them to rely on his hub for everything, you know, the good side of monopoly.
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