Tell me you didn’t, ” she groaned, knowing it would not be the truth. “Please tell me you didn’t take advantage of these poor people.” “ I didn’t, ” he chirped. “ Liar.” With an irritated sigh he tried to convince her. “Amora, you’re not seeing things from an immortal perspective. The people who built this temple…” “ Temple?” she cried, cutting him off. “You forced these people to build you a temple? Why? Because all of a sudden you’re God now?” Perturbed by her interruption, he raised a warning finger. “No, no, Amora, not God. But from their viewpoint I may seem a bit….god-like.” She rolled her eyes in an exaggerated manner. “ If you would let me finish, ” he went on, “these particular individuals had no part in the construction of that monument; it was their ancestors who erected it. And I must say, they did a fine job. My likeness has weathered the centuries quite well.” “ You’re despicable.” He frowned at the insult. “Nobody was forced to build us a temple, Amora. They chose to do so.” “ You were that impressive to them, huh?” “ Apparently.” His eyes twinkled at the memory. He took a few steps toward the distant city, pulling Eena along. “Come on, let’s go have some fun.” “ No way.” She planted her feet, refusing. Surprisingly it put a stop to him. “And why not?” “ Because your sudden appearance will upset them! No doubt you’ll want to show off with some shockingly grand entrance. I’m not going to take part in a game of deceit.” “ I’m not deceiving anyone, ” Edgar disputed. “I can’t help it if they happen to think I’m perfectly magnificent.” His pompous view of himself earned a nasty look as well as a lecture. “I can’t believe you’re okay with selling people lies that affect the way they live and think! You’re not even close to being a god, Edgar, and yet you allow them to accept you as some sort of deity because of your unusual abilities. For centuries now you’ve abandoned this world and a population who probably looked to you and your lousy sisters for help. It’s all a big, disgusting sham! ” Edgar pouted like a child. “Fine–spoil all my fun. We’ll go do something else. Something that doesn’t include your poor, fragile, stupid mortals.” “ They’re not stupid.” “ They think I’m a god, ” he sn . Richelle E. Goodrich
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