Birdsie
The God-Emperor of Mankind
"Call me insane, but I think the end of the world as we know it might be coming. In ancient times, Gods were far above all mortal beings. Not even the mightiest Archmage was a match for a single angelic soldier. But as the world became more separated from them, the Gods became weaker. Without as much prayer, faith to feed on, like parasites, they became weak."
Mithras felt weird. Even though he was a paladin no longer, and he practiced black magic, calling Gods 'parasites' still felt weird. His eyes opened, like in a vision. "Don't you see? The scales are turning. Gods are weak enough that powerful mortals can beat them. In a few decades, the weight of a God and human might as well be equal. What will happen then? The universe's balance as it was until now, would be upset. Perhaps even the Elder God would have to intervene and do something about it."
Mithras was surprised that this theory wasn't popular among mainstream scholarly society. If he came up with a theory like this, perhaps he should become an arcanist rather than mercenary. Still, he was probably wrong.
"No... that's stupid," he shook his head.
Kylesar1
Mithras felt weird. Even though he was a paladin no longer, and he practiced black magic, calling Gods 'parasites' still felt weird. His eyes opened, like in a vision. "Don't you see? The scales are turning. Gods are weak enough that powerful mortals can beat them. In a few decades, the weight of a God and human might as well be equal. What will happen then? The universe's balance as it was until now, would be upset. Perhaps even the Elder God would have to intervene and do something about it."
Mithras was surprised that this theory wasn't popular among mainstream scholarly society. If he came up with a theory like this, perhaps he should become an arcanist rather than mercenary. Still, he was probably wrong.
"No... that's stupid," he shook his head.
Kylesar1