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“Joel are you ready to go?” Lizzie called.
“I’m coming Liz, I’m coming,” He called back grabbing the last of his things.
He’d accidentally truly turned himself into a Deity which meant he had to go to the monthly Deities meetings. This was his first one and he was annoyingly worried about it.
He attached his bag to his belt, he’d opted for his normal vest, tunic, and pants instead of the toga, and headed down the stairs.
“You’re going to be fine love,” Lizzie said, rubbing her hands over his shoulders to get him to relax.
He swallowed, “I’m not going to know anyone there.”
“And it’ll be okay,” Lizzie assured, “You’ll get through it. And hey, maybe you will know someone, who knows with those Hermits.”
He managed a laugh.
Lizzie kissed him, “I’ll be here when you get back.”
“I love you,” He said.
Lizzie smiled before returning, “I love you too.”
He took a deep breath and with a nervous, “See you.” He went off to find fWhip their Admin.
He found the redheaded goblin quickly.
“fWhip,” He called.
fWhip turned towards him with a smile, “Ready to go?”
“As I’ll ever be,” He said.
fWhip’s smile softened, “You’ll be great.”
“Just send me off fWhip,” He said.
“See you soon Joel,” fWhip said.
“See you,” He agreed.
With a button press from fWhip and he was on his way to the server of Deities. In theory he could have sent himself but he was already highly nervous so he was anxious about sending himself to the wrong world.
He landed in a white building, quartz, large pillars with gold swirling all which ways within it. The walls where tall, pictures made of gold of myths went up towards the ceiling.
He swallowed again walking towards where he could hear talking.
He heistanted at the archway as he could see all the other deities talking and it was a lot of people. People he didn’t know.
He steadied himself and walked in, doing his best to not draw attention to himself.
He took in as much as he could, what people looked like, who they were talking to, etc. Only of one of the six thrones was filled, Time’s, Lord Time the first Deity was looking over anyone, the other five were empty for the moment.
There were five people in black in full robes, no face, no hair, no anyhting just black.
Then he caught a glimpse of familiar silver hair.
He turned his head to lock onto it.
The silver haired man turned towards him by accident and he saw that it was Etho .
His eyes went wide especially when he saw the person Etho was talking to, one Joe Hills.
He hesitantly made his way over to them.
Joe noticed him first, “Mister Beans!”
Etho whipped around eyes wide.
“Please Joe, Mister Beans was my father, call me Joel,” He said with what he hoped was confidence.
“Oh me, what happened?” Etho asked.
He glanced away, running a hand through his hair, “I-uh-managed to actually turn myself into a Deity through Lore.”
“That sounds more like me then anyone else,” Joe said.
He narrowed his eyes, “And what Deity are you?”
Joe grinned, smile more sharp than he’d ever seen, and a white sheen covered his eyes, “Herobrine.”
His eyes went wide.
“Are you scaring new Deities again Joe,” A voice spoke up from behind Etho.
The Deity the voice came from was dressed in a red blouse, black pants, and white boots. Red hair spilled around their shoulders.
Joe’s face went back to normal, “Of course not Love, why would I ever.”
He started that was Love?
Love turned to him, looked at his wedding ring and smiled at him, “A stong bond such as yours is wonderful to see.”
He flushed, “Oh um..thank you.”
Love chuckled, “I thrust that you two can get him adjusted.”
“Of course Lady Love,” Etho said.
“You can count on us,” Joe said before adding, “Lord Love.”
Love moved on.
“You’ve impressed them,” Etho said.
“Is that a good thing?” He asked.
“Very good,” Joe said nodding, “Especially since Life and Death already like you! The more of the og six that like you the better your place here.”
He furrowed his eyebrows, “Why do Life and Death like me?”
Joe and Etho exchanged looks he couldn’t read.
“You're usually pretty close to two of their kids,” Etho said carefully.
“But their identities are secret unless they tell you since they’re not technically Deities anymore. They have the same respect though,” Joe added.
“You know?” He asked, though it wasn’t really a question.
They both nodded.
“We were both Deities when they still were,” Joe told him.
“Plus we’re both close with Karma who’s close to them,” Etho said, "Almost siblings but they’ll never take that step.”
“They’re weird like that,” Joe said with an eyeroll.
The shortest of the people in black robes leaned on Joe’s shoulder, “You’re not talking about us Joe, now are you?”
“I absolutely am, you five and Karma,” Joe said nudging them, then with a smirk, “This is Day Cylces, Joel. Day Cycles, Joel is new. He was a Player turned himself, into a Deity.”
“By accident!” He said.
Day Cycles laughed, “Nice to meet you Joel. As Joe said I’m Day Cycles, technically Day and Night Cycles but nobody calls me that but Lord Time.”
“Not that you’re technically either now,” Etho said teasingly.
“Watch your back Void,” Day Cylces said beginning to walk away.
“Bye Day Cycles,” Etho called.
The way Day Cycles spoke felt familiar, specifically his name. He followed him with his eyes till he lost the man.
“Earth to Joel,” Joe called.
He looked back at his friends, “Sorry. What did he mean by Void?”
“That’s me,” Etho said, “Deity of the Void.”
He blinked, “Is that why you said ‘Oh me’ earlier?”
Etho nodded.
He asked more questions and they answered while also pointing out various other Deities.
Etho went quiet as Joe pointed out a Deity who was standing next to Lord Time’s throne, Shock, Joe told him.
“Or Pause when he had his memories,” Etho said quietly.
“What?” He asked with furrowed eyebrows.
“It’s complicated and has to do with Karma. I don’t know the full story,” Joe said.
“He’s one of my best friends,” Etho admitted.
“Oh, I’m sorry, mate,” He said.
“Thanks,” Etho said.
“I don't want to give you too much hope but Summer’s gotten some odd messages from Karma,” Someone said suddenly next to them.
Both him and Joe jumped.
“Hello Spring, this is Joel, he’s new,” Etho said.
“Nice to meet you,” Spring said with an audible smile, creating and handing him a bouquet of Goldenrod flowers, “Welcome.” Spring vanished.
“I hate it when he does that,” Joe said.
“How does he do that?” He asked.
“Potions,” Etho said, “That’s his speciality. They all have one.”
He nodded with wide eyes.
Spring felt familiar like Day Cycles did, but even more so. He looked down at the flowers, Goldenrods if he remembered correctly, he furrowed his eyebrows.
“Do you know any flower language Joe?” Etho asked, “I know he’s big on it.”
Joe shook his head, “Unfortunately not.”
“So why are they acting like fucking Grian and Jimmy?” He asked.
Both his companions shrugged though shared a look.
After, a very interesting, very informative, really, really boring meeting he returned home to Lizzie and placed the Goldenrods into a light blue vase with water after going through the steps to prepare them because Lizzie would have his head for anything less.
He stared at the Goldenrods once Lizzie had left. He could look into what Goldenrods mean or he could live in blissful ignorance.
He got up from the chair he’s sat on so he could go continue building.
Goldenrod (Solidago)
-Encouragement
-Good Fortune
-Change
-Caution
-Spirit
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