Mixed of Emotions

I was given many titles over the course of a few days; some referred to me as the Goddess of Revenge, others called me the Goddess of Stories, but my main title just happened to be the Goddess of Gifts. Fitting for Sage System.

During these last few days, I've managed to expand the Village of Algrodia and even changed its name to Brawnheart City after we got rid of the fire and repaired everything.

Yes, that's right, I'm changing the village into an entire city. This way I could feel more at home, without feeling so isolated and lost.

Many demons in Brawnheart City are even building statues in my image, while others are creating a religion in my name; it was a lot of work, but they were managing just fine.

By developing a comprehensive system of beliefs, and practices, centered around me, they managed to establish a core philosophy and went with it.

I was now a Goddess - but not just any Goddess - a Goddess of Gifts.

My core ability, Sage, defied Telltale Chronicles and its entire system set up by Akemi Sato. But how did someone like me manage to get an ability this complex? Well, I don't know; it's a mystery I might not ever be able to understand.

This could lead to a series of problems: one, I'll have to worry about the author changing the story of telltale chronicles and creating retcons, and two, Akemi could easily set up a narrative where I'm targeted by the entire world, and possibly killed.

I'll have to set up precautions, it was inevitable unless I wanted to die.

"Sable looks frustrated."

Dragonborn was sitting in my lap, staring me in the eyes.

"Ah, I'm fine, Dragonborn, there's no need to worry about me." I was currently seated on a throne, within a beautiful black and gold palace, known as Brawns Reach.

"Dragonborn cannot help but worry." It lowered its head. "After the defeat of Alistoria, you've grown more quiet and stern."

He was right. I did become less talkative than before, and I don't know why.

Perhaps ascending to Godhood changed me, or maybe the death of Yuki lives rent-free in my head, reminding me of my failure.

"Perhaps being a Goddess is just boring to me." 

Dragonborn lifted its head to face me.

"My mother always taught me that too much power could feel overwhelming."

Well, Tiamat isn't lying about that, but maybe that's not the case with me. I'm unsure.

It could be something else, considering I'm not fully a "Goddess" just yet. I'm only at the tip of the iceberg.

Just because I have Divine Gifts, doesn't mean I'm welcomed to the Realm of the Gods, where I'll join their ranks.

If anything, I cheated my way in, which is probably breaking some divine rules or something.

"Your mother is right, too much power can drive anyone to boredom. Maybe going on a walk can clear my head."

Dragonborn nodded its head before jumping off my lap and walking to the side of the throne.

"Dragonborn will wait on your return, Sable!"

Glancing at the baby dragon, I nodded with a smile.

"I'm sure you will. See you in an hour Draggo."

Turning around, I ambled toward the door, making my way out into the sun. The daylight flashed my eyes, causing me to squint from being stuck up inside my palace all day.

Demons all around me gasped at my appearance, causing them all to bow before me, but I wasn't so fond of their gesture, which made me sigh.

"Raise your heads - there will be no bowing."

They all lifted their heads, gazing at me with wide eyes.

"I know I haven't talked to you much in the last few days; there have been things on my mind, causing me to isolate myself from everyone. But I will change, and when I do, we will all get to know each other, and that is a promise." 

I could see them all smiling at my words while others nodded their heads, baffled by my kindness.

"All hail Sable!"

"You're our Goddess!"

"We love you, Great Goddess!"

Sheesh, Alistoria must've been hard on them in the past if something like that is enough to make them act like this.

"The feeling is mutual," I responded with a gentle smile, walking past the crowd of demons and into the streets of Brawnheart City. 

I definitely needed this time to myself to think over a few things. 

Yuki has been on my mind for the past three days, and I can't get him out of my head.

There is a possibility that I could acquire a gift via [Sage] to bring him back to life, but that would go against my moral compass.

I may have all the power in the world, and practically be omnipotent, but my morals were strong enough to keep me limited to what I should and shouldn't do. 

I had mixed emotions.

There could be a Gift that could revive him from the dead, but what if I'm taking away his freedom from the afterlife? Maybe he's happy, while I'm sad at my failures for getting him killed.

"What should I do?"

Lowering my head, I eventually made my way outside the bustling city, which was still under construction.

"All of this is my fault." I looked into the sky, huffing a deep sigh. "You were killed because of me, and I have to live with that fact for the rest of my life."

It was the situation with my Father, all over again.

I just wish my mom was here.