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Renee and Lark arrived at the temple of their fellow deity, Durtrath. Glowing eyes, one golden and one red, slowly shown as Durtrath turned his head and a large, tooth grin on his face.

“Ah… so you two have finally come,” the god of death commented, taking a large chunk out of the human soul in his hands. Renee was taken back at the look in her fellow deity’s eyes. The once golden left eye of Durtrath was now a bloody red color and the white in that same eye was beginning to turn a dark color.

“Wh-What are you doing!?” Renee exclaimed. “That’s a human soul!”

“Ah. And it’s rather delicious~” Durtrath sneered, a deep chuckle came from his lips. “Humans are very sinful creatures. How they believe in something so stupid and now they will never know their silly little soul will never be again.”

“Durtrath! You…You’re not in your right mind!” Renee exclaimed as she stared at him in disbelief.

Durtrath took another bite of the human soul before the light from it disappeared and said god tossed it aside.

“I don’t care. Why should I worry about how people see me?”

Cerf, Liam’s uncle, laughed loudly. “IS THAT REALLY ALL YOU’VE GOT!? HOW THE HELL DID YOU BECOME SO FAMOUS!? AHAHAHAHAHA!”

There was the deranged uncle he knew. Liam’s sky blue eyes became frostier as he stood there, taking a deep breath. He then closed them as the air around them became cold and prickly on the skin. This began to throw the men more off-guard. A swirl of wind soon became an ice wind, blowing all around them. Cerf quickly fled up the stairs to get out of the storm.

“Heavenly god of the four seasons,” Liam began to chant as he opened his eyes, his sky blue eyes glowing an almost white color. “Bless me with the frozen tundra of the north to wipe out my enemies. Let their breath shorten and freeze them into the abyss!”

“Here’s what ya ordered!” Fina commented as she placed the final dish on the table, the raven-haired man already finishing devouring the meal in front of him. He looked up and spoke to the young tavern owner.

“Shanks!” Lark said as he pulled the fried chicken bone out of his mouth and placed the final bone on the plate as well. He then took the final sips of the soup in the bowl that he held in his hand.

Liam, on the other hand, couldn’t believe the amount of food that had been piled on the table near him. He had barely even eaten half of the bowl of stew he had and knew he would never be able to eat the amount of food Lark had ordered.

The sun was just barely setting, and they had just barely been back at the HoneyHearth Tavern from their job. Liam couldn’t believe how much money Lark was willing to spend on food.

However, I will say that I will probably occasionally stream if I need something to help me work on projects. They won't be planned though. These types of streams will be random and when I feel like it. Once things have settled down, then I will probably go back to attempting to stream a bit more regularly again.

I will not currently promise that I will be back this year but just wanted to give a heads up!