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Scythe had just cleaned herself up after she had taken out her target when she felt a mysterious presence behind her. She immediately raised her weapon, prepared to fight another enemy if necessary. But this was no average enemy.
She looked up in surprise as a winged deity loomed over her. "A deity, huh? Don't see many of ya 'round here, " she scoffed. She didn't have time for this, though deities never showed themselves to inphernals. Actually, that kind of made her curious.
The smiling deity known as Darkheart stared at her. "We've been interested in your work...We are also here because we feel like it. We feel as you are deserving of our presence."
Scythe attempted to hide her bewilderment because what the hell is happening. "Dontcha' deities got anythin better to do 'stead of wasting time with mortals?"
Darkheart was silent, before finally speaking his mind.
"We wanted to get ice cream with someone... but theres no one cool and awesome in the deity family...and sword is a fucking chud."
Scythe was even more confused, but decided she'd take advantage of the situation. "Whateva ya say! Guess I've got some spare time thanks to the Father, anyway."
The rest of the day was filled with absolute whimsy, as the pair didn't stop at just ice cream. The Father ended up giving Scythe another target to kill, and Darkheart decided to stick around and help lure the targets to her. He did that by catching and pelting fish at people until they ran toward Scythe.
When the night arrived, Scythe and Darkheart were chilling at her house drinking hot chocolate. She actually had a lot of fun with this random ass deity. He was extremely useful and reminded her of the Broker. I guess you could say they were the perfect pair (somehow)(BOOOO TOMATO TOMATO 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅)
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