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With Gods, there was an order to things. It was the role of mortals to worship, to bend the knee in supplication, to make offerings. Meanwhile, it was the role of Gods to be worshipped, to ask and receive, and offer blessings in return for their followers’ devotion.
Childe would make no mistake with regards to what role he fulfilled.
The temple offered him no room for doubt, after all. It was not a temple made in his honor, or even the honor of any of his fellow Harbingers, blessed though they were by the Tsaritsa. No, the mild autumn wind rustling the leaves of the ginkgo trees that lined the overgrown path to the temple made sure that he didn’t forget where he was headed, and which God he was to make an offering to this night.