Jimmy then takes both myself and Bretta to a meeting room where he then sits in front of me and begins to ask me batches of seemingly eclectic questions.

  Some of then about where I come from, some about how I feel about certain subjects, sometimes he even asks me to give a list of foods that I like the most from worst to best.

  Bretta, sitting to my left, says nothing at this, simply passing the time by leaning back in her chair and smirking.

  The question continue coming for another thirty minutes or so, each question becoming more pointless than the last.

  The whole thing felt very, I don’t know, odd? So I ask a question that been burning in my mind ever since we’ve started this ‘interview’.

  “Hey, uhm, Jimmy, I don’t mean to be rude or anything, but what’s the point of these questions? Most of them seem pointless and unrelated if I’m being honest.”

  “Ah, I suppose it would seem that way to you. Very well, I think I’ve gathered enough information either way, so no harm in telling you now. I was obtaining a detailed model of your personality based on the questions.”

  “Uh… okay? How’d did you do that?”

  He then smirks and points to his eyes.

  “These things aren’t just for cosmetics you know, though I must say, they do look rather dashing, but I digress. No my eyes allow me to make models and breakdowns of various things, one of those things are personalities, as I’ve decided to use them for. It’s why I’m the head of recruitment at not only this branch, but nineteen other branches as well!” He says as he spreads his arms wide apart in a grandiose manner.

  The room goes silent, the only noise being Bretta’s quiet snickering.

  “Cool? So how’d you get the eyes? They seem useful, maybe I could try and get them too.”

  Jimmy stares at me as if I just said something obscenely blasphemous. He recollects himself by clearing his throat and answers.

  “I’m afraid that would be unlikely, dear Rowan. Unfortunately these eyes were a blessing from a god, so no dice for you, unfortunately.” He says while exaggeratedly shaking his head.

  “A god? Really? You can just say you don’t want to tell me where you got it from man.” I say deadpanned.

  He once again stares at me, this time as if I were stupid. He then look over to Bretta, who is also looking at me as if I were stupid.

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  “Uh yeah, a god? You know that gods are real right? I guess it makes sense considering that backwater planet you were born on, you haven’t had much contact with a god yet.” Jimmy says.

  “Wait really?”

  “As serious as I’ll ever be.” He looks at his watch quickly before saying, “I guess I have a few spare minutes to give you a quick crash course on god.”

  “Okay…” I say still somewhat confused.

  “So you know that when a person reaches tier 20, they ascend to a higher realm, correct?”

  I nod.

  “But did you know, in that higher plane, is a final plane above that one that can be reached once a person reaches tier 40? Well now you do, once one reaches that plane, they essentially become a god, able to influence and impact the planes below them.”

  “So even I can become a god one day?”

  “Yup, though becoming a god is probably one of the hardest achievements one can accomplish. Ever.”

  “So one of those people that reached the highest plane gave you those eyes?” I ask.

  “Yup, specifically someone named Mortar, a god who specializes in acquiring knowledge and power through wealth.”

  “He doesn’t fight?”

  “Well, he can fight, but his specialty is money and analyzation.”

  “But I thought in order to get stronger you had to fight things?”

  “Well, that’s certainly one way, and most likely the easiest, but think about it, with enough wealth, almost anything can be bought. If not, you can pay someone to go get whatever it is you need. The problem is that the amount of wealth this requires is quite frankly insane. That’s why this way to power is so much rarer. On top of that, the assets and wealth you can bring with you to the higher plane is limited, so you’re essentially starting from scratch. That’s why it’s so impressive that Mortar made it to where he is now.” Jimmy says in admiration.

  “Wow, sounds impressive.” I say genuinely.

  Jimmy nods his head multiple times in agreement before replying,

  “That’s right! Also the whole of the Temple of Archania is dedicated to one such god. If you couldn’t guess, it’s Archania, probably one of the oldest beings to reach the highest realm that we know of.”

  “I see, that makes sense I suppose. So how many of these gods are there?” I ask.

  “Well, really it’s impossible for us to know. Most likely in the thousands, though any exact guess is unknown. I would assume the people in the higher plane would have a better estimate than us.

  “That’s it? I would’ve though there would be a lot more with how long the multiverse has been around and populated…”

  “I still think you’re underestimated the task at hand. Becoming a god and reach that 40th tier is quite literally almost impossible. There are endless challenges with accomplishing that feat, most of which we don’t even know about yet, at least, not until we ascend.”

  I nod at this as he checks his watch.

  “Well, I’ve got to run. I’ll have my assistant take you to your temporary room, or show you around the building if you so wish.” He then bows slightly to the both of us and makes his way to the door.

  Before he leaves though, he turns his head to me and says quickly,

  “Oh an make sure to try and not anger any gods. They can be a real pain in the side, if you know what I mean. Anyway, see ya.”

  Bretta and I sit in silence for a few moments before we both stand up.

  “Alright kid, I’ll be heading out too. Just remember to at least try and be a bit social. Gael told me how you were on Earth. A good friendship or two never hurt anyone, right?”

  I nod.

  “Good, well then, I hope to hear good things about you in the future. I’ll be keeping my eye on you, so don’t let me down. Also I’m sure Gael will be in contact somehow for the funeral.” She says.

  I nod solemnly, as I remember once again something I would rather not think about for as long as I can.

  She nods back and makes her way out the door of the meeting room, leaving me alone in silence.