Reincarnated as the Chapter 948: Divine Boredom

Chapter 948 - Divine Boredom

Reincantra PoV

Letting out a long, rather dramatic sigh, I closed the book I had been reading and tossed it onto the bed, cursing myself just a little bit; the one thing that people don't tell you - or tell one another - about being a Goddess of a specific domain is how you can rarely learn sothing new about said domain.

For

that ant there was no story I was unaware of, no book or scroll or any other kind of dia that I hadn't had directly injected into my very being, and as such I was left with an impossible craving.

I wanted to be entertained by sothing NEW, sothing I had never seen before and sothing that could lead

on slowly, building up a fascinating conglorate of ideas, characters, events and more before reaching any and all sorts of climaxes be they big or small.

I just couldn't ever get that feeling because life itself is a story, and as the Goddess of Stories I was stuck in a limbo where I could recall anything that had happened... ever; I just needed to think about it and I could find practically everything that led up to whatever event I was curious about.

That is all to say that I am beyond bored, and there is little I can do to stave off that boredom besides interact with those that are outside of my control... which is sadly a rather limited amount of things.

People, Goddesses, or events that weren't under my control sowhat were extrely rare, which was why I treasured any of them that I could find; for instance, the ever irritating and also so damn lovable Detra was soone so far out of my control that I couldn't help but want her.

She was life itself in all of its facets, and as such there was no way to control that which couldn't end; life would always exist, and as such she would always exist, creating an impossible paradox that was completely unpredictable.

Then there were the mortals I had under my wing, so to say; Astra obviously, but there were more out there, in this world and in others, and each of them were special little things that couldn't be completely predicted in the story called life.

A Dogkin that had a second chance at life spending all of her newfound ti living the way she wanted with people she loved so deeply, a twisted, depressed ss of a woman who believed herself so weak that she was incapable of controlling her own fate, only to end up being one of the few that everyone needed to fear...

They were there, but they were so far and few between that I just... couldn't keep myself from becoming bored whenever they reached a stable period of their lives; I was happy for them all, truly, because stability ant peace for their inner selves, and that led to incredible monts that many would consider fluff in a story, but to

I loved anything fluffy.

But I also craved chaos, and whenever they all reached that stability I was left with fewer and fewer avenues to distract myself from existing... though I suppose that was where I was supposed to seek out others and ddle with what needed ddling.

Like the purple haired Goddess floating around staring at a mirror that she definitely shouldn't have just yet, her cheeks reddening as she watched sothing far too 'adult' for her young eyes; that got

to move, plucking the mirror from her hands and giving her a stern stare.

"Mama... what..?"

She seed confused by what she had seen, and as I stared at the mirror I could see why; a golden maned Lionkin was vigorously thrusting into the juicy ass of my charge, a sowhat feral grin adorning her lips as she fucked soone made for lust.

The emotions she was feeling pulsed around her in an array of pinks, reds and so other colors, washing over Astra and 'battling' against the more vibrant purples and greens that she always exuded.

Colors belonging to myself and Detra respectively were being slowly pushed back; not erased, just dislocated, allowing the colors of the Goddesses who enjoyed this Lionkin enough to give her so blessings to trickle over sothing that didn't belong to them.

It was a mild irritation - their colors faded and dissipated rather easily whenever they tried to help this Lionkin claim Astra - but it was still there, and I could see why the Goddess 'responsible' for Astra now felt confused.

But she was too young, so I just tapped the mirror against her head and said "Stop taking things that aren't ant for you just yet! I told you not to touch this.