[ You are here to serve as a weapon of god, they'd said. Go into town and stop the creature tormenting animals at this pet store, they said. Your god will give you a name, they said... but they never said anything about who the god he was to serve was.
Perhaps this was a test, to see if he was worthy of serving? If he god didn't like what they saw -- and what was there to like, really? He was a terrible sight, disfigured and half-blind -- then perhaps they would simply leave him there, abandoned to the city. It's a chilling notion. To be abandoned by his god... he doesn't even want to think about it.
And that's why this young man -- perhaps about twenty, Caucasian, heavily muscled like a swimmer, with an eyepatch and deep scars covering every visible bit of skin -- is standing outside of Tanaka's Fish & Reptiles, catching the arm of every passer-by with the same (increasingly desperate) question: ]
Farfarello | Weiss Kreuz | Shinki
Perhaps this was a test, to see if he was worthy of serving? If he god didn't like what they saw -- and what was there to like, really? He was a terrible sight, disfigured and half-blind -- then perhaps they would simply leave him there, abandoned to the city. It's a chilling notion. To be abandoned by his god... he doesn't even want to think about it.
And that's why this young man -- perhaps about twenty, Caucasian, heavily muscled like a swimmer, with an eyepatch and deep scars covering every visible bit of skin -- is standing outside of Tanaka's Fish & Reptiles, catching the arm of every passer-by with the same (increasingly desperate) question: ]
Are you my god?