Eden, the world of worship. A great world covered with endless oceans deep enough to swallow a god, high mountains which pierce the heavens, and green lands which nurture the tiny weak mortals called humans. This is the world were gods are born from the purest prayers and are forgotten to the infinite nether.
"HAY BOSS!!!"
"AAHHHHHHHH!!"
The ground trembled and buildings were crumbling like rocks from the great voice.
"OH DEAR LORD WHY IS HE ANGRY WITH US AGAIN?!"
A small and cowering villager was running in circles as he frantically continued his questioning of what they have done to "provoke" their god.
The red floating demon was laughing at the destruction.
"WOW didn't mean ta scare you like that but what amazing results! You gotta admit this is fun!"
The saintly priest was mortified seeing such a terrible site.
"Hush you depraved lunatic! All those poor villagers have just lost their homes!"
"Eeeeehhh there lucky the're didnt loose their lives..... OK well THEIR lucky."
"Leader you musn't be so easily suprised, next time it could be a volcano erupting."
"Yeah boss dont be such a chicken!"
"Oh you stop that!"
A vein could be seen on the gods hand. As a divine being even he could not believe that his yin and yang, his advisors were so irritating.
In Eden, all gods don't have the same problem our god does. They, like humans can ignore the voices in their heads and do whatever they wanted to.
for our god ignoring these two isn't a very easy job, especially when they can appear in spiritual form and nag you constantly.
"OK OK Jeeze dont go flying out your robes beardy, Oh boss i fogot to tell you there was some big something, that somethign was going to something... uhhh i fogot."
"Or you were to busy staring at that woman with the uhhhh rather large uhhmm."
"Bah! The boss should get busy! I hear there's a god out there who turns to a cow and gets-it-down-and diiirty!"
"Why do i even bother. Leader i believe our red fool here was trying to remind you the creature somehow broke his leash and is down eating cows."
The saint on his rainbow spewing cloud was pointing at the great lion devouring bovine near his pen.
"Perhaps it wasnt a good idea putting that farm so close to the creature's pen temptation seems to reflect from our friend here."
"Me and the big guy are like this! Your just jealous that your "GOOD VIBES" haven't made this MEAN CARNIVORE from goin hippy!"
"Well i never, Course you never, OH just stop it!"
The two were bicking amonst themselves
Life as a god is not easy. The tedious cleaning up of was. Keeping the Creature from going to the bathroom alover the fountain. Hoping villagers stop begging for more children as their wives almost resemble walking gaping wombs. Perhaps a vacation was in order, perhaps takinga few years off would ease his infinite and troubled mind from imploding on itself.
To be continued.... if you guys want it to.