My attention shifted back and forth between Breta and Immy, the two engrossed in their discussion, oblivious to my presence. As they talked, I couldn't help but listen in.
"I see, so that's how it was before," Immy nodded, her eyes focused on Breta.
Breta replied, "Yes, but those days are long gone. Most of the Deities are content to sit in the Land of the Gods now. They find the lack of responsibilities to be a good thing."
"I suppose I can understand that point of view," Immy said thoughtfully. "I do enjoy sleeping a lot, but eventually, it would beco tedious. Not being able to interact with the world?"
"You underestimate the Gods," Breta shook her head, and I perked up, interested in what she had to say. "Our lifespan is similar to yours, dragons. While an eternity of doing nothing might seem like it would cause despair, that's only the case for mortal minds. They cannot fathom the idea of immortality. For us, it's different," Breta paused, glancing at us before continuing. "Both of you are still young, and compared to most of the other gods, so am I. You might be curious about certain things, perhaps you want to travel," She looked at when she said that, "Or maybe you want to do sothing else?"
She paused again, letting her words sink in before continuing. "With ti, however, most of your emotions will llow down. That doesn't an they will disappear, but you will beco less likely to make decisions driven by your emotions. Few Gods or Dragons reach this stage, as it takes a very, very long ti."
"Then there's the Land of the Gods itself," Breta added. "It's vast, and although it might appear to be a floating continent, a more accurate description would be a floating world. With that being the case, most of the Gods don't mind not being able to interact with the small mortal plane."
As Breta finished speaking, Immy and I were both silent, pondering her words. It was the first ti I had heard her speak so much in one sitting, and I found it both strange and refreshing.
After a while, Immy was the first to break the silence, her voice echoing through the vast halls of the temple. "I see," she said, her eyes flickering with curiosity.
"And by not being allowed to interact with the mortal plane, you an?" Immy asked, her tone questioning and intrigued.
"Exactly what it sounds like," Breta replied. "We cannot step foot on the mortal plane, and we cannot exert our influence directly on the mortals."
I shook my head in disappointnt, muttering under my breath. "That's rather disappointing."
Breta glanced at briefly before turning back to Immy. "Has there been any Deity that defied the order before?" Immy asked.
"Not that I know of," Breta replied. "Much like your council of elder dragons, we also have sothing similar. They are responsible for keeping order in the Land of Gods."
Immy's eyes seed to shine with understanding as she nodded. "Interesting," she said.
Suddenly, the Goddess turned her gaze towards my little sister. "What about you?" she asked.
Immy was taken aback, hesitating before she asked, "? What about ?"
"I already know what this fool wants to do," Breta said, pointing at . "Sothing about exploring the stars and the worlds beyond. Although if you ask , he just cannot seem to be able to sit still in one place for long. So what about you? What are your plans? Exploration? Or perhaps joining the others in the front lines and raids?"
Faced with Breta's question, Immy fell silent thinking carefully before answering. , It didn't take long before she opened her mouth to speak, "I would like to visit the mortal plane first," she said. "From the mories in my inheritance, I was able to catch a glimpse of their way of life. Their politics and sches, although aningless in the the face of absolute strength, are still very fascinating to ."
I wasn't surprised by her answer, since young, Immy had always displayed curiosity in the matters of the mortals, so her explanation ca as no surprise to .
"The mortals are... Fragile. Unlike us, with our Immortality and powers, they are weak..." Breta answered slowly.
"I know, and that's exactly what makes them fascinating to . They are weak, but they still struggle to climb higher, and they use all sorts of ans, to do so. Truly, fascinating."
"Hmm, I don't see the appeal," Breta replied flatly.
A small chuckle escaped my mouth at that. Immy didn't seem to mind, however, and instead, she simply smiled.
"Well, if you are that much interested in the mortals, how about I let you go host the next tournant?"
"The next tournant?" Immy questioned.
After a quick explanation, her eyes seed to shine brightly as she constantly nodded. "Are you sure, brother? You would allow to go in your stead?" she asked again in disbelief.
"Why not? Out of all the others, you are the most responsible one," I smiled.
Her face lit up in joy at my complint before she hesitantly asked "But wouldn't it cause problems for you?"
"Not at all. Besides, you can use the opportunity to interact with them and see all of those sches and plots firsthand."
"I can?" She couldn't help but ask again to which I nodded.
After which, Breta lowered her head and gave a deep respectful bow. "Thank you, brother!"
I waved my tail dismissively, "It's nothing."
Breta watched our interaction with amusent evident in her gaze.
"And what will you be doing?" She suddenly asked.
I turned toward the now giant Goddess and answered with shrug, "I traveled the mortal plane, and saw what it held. Although I did not visit everything, I still plan to do so later on. For now, however, your talk of the front lines and raids has picked my curiosity," I raised my head to glance at the sky, "I would like to see that for myself, as well."
Breta frowned, "You'll join the war on a whim?"
"Who says it's a whim?" I asked the smile not quite leaving my face.
The Goddess' frown deepened, "If this is because I said I would join"
I snorted in response and rolled my eyes before speaking, "You rely picked my curiosity, Breta. The decision to join is mine after all. Besides, It was bound to happen sooner or later. And not to ntion, I would like to see the fight of the Dragons with my own eyes."
Immy solemnly nodded by my side, while Breta sighed and remained silent.
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