"Glimmer, technically I'm recovering from my injuries right now. Can't you let me rest a little..."
A weary voice rang out, and the campfire suddenly flickered violently.
"Right now, Sunfire? Sorry, darling, not now."
The light pursed her lips, as though chewing on something adorable.
"And I don't intend to explain the reason again. You owe me."
"Ugh..."
Lin Jin instinctively wanted to argue, but in the end, he continued to curl up in shame.
It was utterly absurd. What god had to constantly restrain himself while also constantly owing favors to other Higher Beings?
Then Lin Jin thought about it carefully. Uh, apparently quite a few. What he was doing now counted as following local customs.
No, that wasn't important.
In short, with his Flame-Gluttony Syndrome continuing to worsen, Lin Jin now had to do everything he could to reduce the power spilling out of him.
At the same time, he had to give the outside world some response now and then, lest his followers lose confidence.
But striking that balance was truly difficult... Lin Jin was certain that without Glimmer's help, he would have come close to losing control.
And the process was anything but enjoyable. Glimmer guided Lin Jin's out-of-control flames into the depths of Dream, where they dissipated.
Those gathered powers soon seemed to be instantly diluted by something even more immense.
The mental world was infinitely vast; only the limits of imagination marked its borders.
It was thanks to this that Glimmer had been able to suppress Lin Jin's rampage immediately, keeping it from causing greater harm.
In a sense, Lin Jin should have been grateful that Glimmer had been beside him then.
Otherwise, Flame-Gluttony Syndrome would not have been the only thing to erupt on the Day of Shame...
At least that disgraceful daily