unbound fascination

I spent some time doing random things and laying around

and then I came to the physical realm, I first came there because of a relationship that didn't work out

I met a dimensional jumping being and got stuck in another dimension; that's where I got my degree; time works differently there, so when I came back hardly any time passed

my memory is spotty, so I hope I was able to make sense of it, though words 😅

that's understandable, a lot of places don't have the best intentions when forming alliances

You're the second person mentioning time but the first to address making use of its framework in this manner, it doesn't come as surprise that memory issues would follow, even if thought to be unrelated. You're making perfect sense all around.

The ability to intervene like I do is, I think, uniquely due to the kind of people who pray to me, and their ultimate fates if no one did anything anyway. Adventurers, and their closest friends who see them running headfirst into the doom of entire worlds, these thickheaded goofs are praying, petitioning me, heeding or ignoring my advice at their own peril sure, but also at the peril of countless innocents. Fear of Consequences is a little mortal piece of me I've brought with me into godhood, and it compels me to act where other gods might not, now that I'm really thinking about it.

How marvelous it must be to partake in that chaos. In it, if I may, there's no need to fear consequences, whether as a mortal or otherwise. It doesn't automatically contradict prudence to ponder over the results of any given action, but to fear what might come of it is but a different shackle to strap around yourself. Gods are not impervious to it, for some reason.

Creation and ruin are siblings, not enemies; to fear consequence is to fear death — death of a cycle, of an opportunity, of a company or of a possession, or everything all at once at this point in time. But where something ends, another begins, and so the cycle continues. So, why fear?

There's only so many toes I'm willing to step on when it comes to crossing the lines for what is and is not meddling with mortal affairs. But I have been known to be less cagey and more often than other gods are known to be. As I've gotten used to the job, the bulk majority of incoming prayers have shifted from people with Main Character Syndrome, to the beleaguered companions and advisors for the former group. Heroes listen, protagonists don't, is what I've been learning, and I've learned that the two groups overlap a lot less than you might think.

One thing stands out, I have to say: the gift of choice is enriching even in its lack of compliance. How it creates variables and adds to the data pool. To more conservative gods, or custodians, it is indeed a problem, both cause and consequence of destructive instabilities. This was the most common depiction of divinity reported by mortals to the Array, and one of the primary ways fear has manifested, only behind fear of death.

Other than that, the multiverse I live in is old old old, and lots of idiots wander freely between universes in search of adventure. Every day, a few more of them pray to me for guidance, a couple more will even summon for direct advice; and among those petitioners, about half disregard my counsel, cause mass casualities, and I get to drag their soul to my arena for gladatorial duties.

Hostile, or reckless, behavior from visitors from other worlds appears to be a widespread phenomenon. It's an unfortunate occurrence spawning from the plurality of minds, goals and needs — for all the troubles it causes, I cannot bring myself to denounce it to the same degree as my peers. Your form of maintenance doesn't much diverge so drastically from that of our own either. Alas, nowadays, our solar system remains unvisited, but I digress.

nice to meet you, Sym :3 ; I've never heard of there, but there's a lot of places I've never heard of