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After a brief exchange, the two Sefirah Incarnations soon parted.
"I'll be going, then."
Edward waved, bidding farewell to his fellow Great Old One with a very human gesture. "I'm planning to visit Loen, but the God of Thunder has a bad temper. I may have to find a way to slip in and deliver God Almighty's message to Klein."
With that, he walked toward the distant Cathedral of Light.
The Demon of Knowledge thought for a moment and decided that Edward probably hadn't mistaken the direction of Loen. But even if he had, it didn't matter. The Earth was round. As long as Edward went all the way around, he could still reach Loen without trouble.
He strolled through the streets for a while, roughly observing the city's development and answering prayers, then gathered up the sefirah eroding reality, letting his incarnation vanish from the streets of Intis as he awoke in the Temple of Truth in Trier.
"There aren't many who are both devout and talented. Most are merely mediocre."
"There probably wouldn't be any problem with handing ninety percent of the believers over to the Creator," he mused. "They're mediocre people anyway, ordinary, simple sheep. It makes no difference whose flock they belong to. The God of Steam and Machinery only wanted me to protect these people. He never said they had to remain under my protection. Wouldn't sending them to the Omniscience and Omnipotence One's Sheep Pen to find simple happiness be better than leaving them in my hands to be screened and eliminated?"
The Demon of Knowledge considered it briefly. As an object of worship, and as a god who governed information and knowledge in both mysticism and reality, he could change his believers' state of faith with ease.
Whether it was making a