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  The God of Smithing's POV

  The blacksmith that was working within my domain recently finished his new body. I was mildly impressed, his work was better than anything a Minor God of Smithing could ever hope to craft, but, before I placed him in his new body, he made the strangest request I had ever heard.

  [Can I make one final request?]

  I agreed; the thought of "what could he want" swimming through my mind, but, what he wanted surprised me.

  [Can you have it so that my owner is a woman?]

  I responded that, that wasn't really my expertise, but I told him that the Goddess of Fate might grant his request if he made an offering she approved of. I was going to suggest making a mirror, but, before I had a chance to suggest it, he stopped me and told me that he had the perfect gift . I was slightly peeved that he wasn't even going to listen to my offer, but, then I wondered what he was going to make that he was so sure of; it was because of this that I left with a small grin showing on my face.

  On the day of judgment, I checked in on him to see if he had finished what he had planned, I expected him to be working til' the last second; however, he was just sitting on the ground, meditating, the gift or maybe gifts were sitting on the ground next to him, wrapped in some festive paper with a note attached on the top of it. Since he seemed unresponsive, maybe through mental exhaustion, I decided I would take the gift(s) in his stead and ask the goddess about what he wanted.

  After grabbing the gift, I teleported to The Goddess of Fate's chambers, as soon as she saw me she greeted me with...

  [Have you finally come to claim the favor that I owe you?]

  [In a way, yes, I am.]

  Was what I replied, I then began to explain to her exactly what I wanted and why. After she heard my full explanation, a could see a visible spark of curiosity in her eyes, she then ripped both the note and the wrapped package from my hands (almost taking my hands in the process). She read through the note rapidly, and almost as soon as she finished ( maybe even before she did) she started tearing into the wrapping of the gift, and opened it. I didn't know what she took out, but, it look like a type of dress. I didn't know what type of dress, but it was gorgeous, it was so stunning that the kid might have beat The God of Crafting if he had challenged him, I could only be glad that he didn't get to fully complete the sword he was making while he was alive, if he had, he might have become The God of Smithing. I couldn't even tell what world the design came from.

  While I was mulling over my thoughts, I heard the goddess say [stats], when she read it, the look on her faced switched from shock to confusion to anger in a time span that was so quick that no mortal would have noted the change.

  She then shouted...

  [ JUST WHAT GAME ARE YOU PLAYING GODDESS OF WISDOM!!!]

  I tried to inquire what set her off, but, before I could, she simply handed me the items and told me to look, and look I did; what I found was stunning...

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  After I finished reading, The goddess began to giggle...

  [Fufufu. I was planning on playing a trick on the mortal, but, I think I'll grant his request, I mean he gave me such an outstanding offering, I didn't even know such things could be crafted by mortals. This might be my new favorite dress, it's much better than this ratty old thing ( she says pointing to her current attire).( She then took of her old clothes and put on the new set so rapidly I couldn't even glace her skin) This one is so much better, not only does it look better, but it feels divine.]

  With that, she practically threw me out of her room in order to call more gods in to view her in her new splendor ( luckily she noted, as she threw me out of the room, that should would grant his request).

  When I got back, he was already done meditating, I then told him of the outcome ( to which he got a small smirk on his face when he heard the judgment). After that, I practically threw his soul into the sword and took him to his new home ( I didn't want to be anywhere near him when the God of Crafting got wind of what he made). I could only hope that the Goddess would keep her word as he was probably the most interesting mortal I had ever met .

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  Since this is a sorta .5 chapter i want your guess idea on what race the girl is going to be. im aiming for a beastman but if you guys want a different one voice up in comments below. If no one really voices up im going to assume you looove the idea and before you even think its going to be a loli no i dont like loli's dont get your hopes up to far