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The god hummed, and then a blade, sharp as sunrays, traced up the bridge of your nose, slicing away the linen covering your eyes without so much as nicking your skin. You blinked, your vision adjusting to the blinding light filling the temple, and when you realized who you stood before, you immediately fell to your knees and pressed your forehead to the floor.“Do you recognize me?” he said.
“Phainon,” you said, your heart pounding when he did not correct you.
“Yes,” he said. “Then, knowing this, will you ask for my blessing?”
You are meant to be a sacrifice to Nikador, but when you gain the attention of the wrong god, you learn firsthand why mortals are not meant to trifle in the affairs of the divine.
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16 Mar 2026