A god descending in person was a historic event for worlds governed by the Star Domain God Race, but it was also something people understood as normal. Because true gods existed and were closely connected to both the world and mortals, it was not uncommon within Star Domain territory for Managing Gods to personally appear before mortals and even help them solve problems. It was simply that, within the lifespan of most mortals, the chance to encounter a god descending in person was exceedingly rare. And since gods themselves were so exalted, every descent of a god had to be celebrated with tremendous fanfare and solemn grandeur. This gave the Managing Gods terrible headaches, because to mortals, a god might appear only once every few centuries, and they felt a grand celebration was needed to commemorate such a historic moment. But to those gods of the Star Domain, who had no concept of time at all...
The last descent had only been a little while ago, right? / Didn't we just come to this world? / Why had the previous festival only just ended when another one was starting? / Didn't they get bored celebrating every other minute...?
That was the true reflection of what gods thought: their sense of time was severely disconnected from that of short-lived mortals...
Thus, when they emerged from the temple, both Yiersen and Monina looked rather helpless. But upon seeing the believers waiting outside, they still put on faint smiles and waved to the clergy lining both sides of the road.
The rest of us disguised ourselves as clergy and followed behind them, grinning wickedly as we watched the brother and sister ahead reluctantly greet the believers with the benevolent air of merciful saviors. Making those two supreme specimens of screwed-up and scheming siblings