In the Umbral Courtyard, shrouded in boundless chaos and darkness, Amun the Giant Deer faced off against a Magic Net Terminal in standby mode.
"I think this thing is broken," the Former Nature God finally concluded after a long silence. "Look, it wasn't even lit up when they delivered it."
"...I've told you several times already. A Magic Net Terminal can't be delivered while powered on. It has to be placed within an Energy Field to operate," said the giant Lady beside Amun, woven from clouds and arcane symbols, with a helpless sigh. Her sigh formed a moderately sized arcane vortex in the Umbral Realm, causing countless dense bolts of lightning to emerge along the edge of the courtyard. "Didn't the person in charge of installing it tell you how to use it?"
"It was delivered by a mortal named Camil. He didn't say anything at the time, and I didn't ask," Amun said in a muffled voice. "He seemed very busy, and he also seemed unwilling to stay near me for long."
"...I can imagine. I've heard about him. His feelings toward you must be very complicated," Goddess of Magic Milmina said, lowering her head. Her eyes, brimming with arcane radiance, swept between Amun and the Magic Net Terminal. "And anyone else would probably be much the same—you were a god, after all. How would mortals ever imagine that you still needed someone to teach you how to use something like this...?"
"This isn't my fault. My domain was the power of nature, not the mysteries of magic. Besides, I've been away from the Material Plane for three thousand years—three thousand years! Do you know how I spent those three thousand years? I just lay here..."
Milmina cut him off before Amun could finish. "So, do you need my