《Re:Insanity》Side Story 002: The Lazy Goddess
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Somewhere in the God's realm, two figures could be seen. The two was sitting on a chair beside a table.
"*Sigh... I wish I can sleep like... forever.(?)
The one who spoke had an voluptuous body, wearing a white outfit that slightly showed her cleavage. She rested her cheeks on the table lazily. Her eyes was half closed making her look a little droopy. She was the Goddess of Judgement, Aira.
"Please don't say that. You need to do your task, you know?(?)
Aira was responded by the one in front of her. The who responded was sitting at the other side of the table while drinking some tea, she had a childish body and small cute face, also wearing a white outfit. She had spoke in polite manner as she took a sip from the tea she's drinking. She was Iena, the one who managed the world that Jeff once lived on.
"I want to but there's no one qualified for the position. So I can't do my task right now."(Aira)
"*Sigh... The others had already have their apostles. You still haven't have one. You'll get scold again, you know?"(Iena)
Iena stared at Aira with concern. The reason was that, Aira hasn't got assigned someone as her apostle.
Aira was seen as a lazy and stubborn Goddess. In truth, well she is actually lazy and stubbornly picky, but she does her tasks very well. Most of the Apostles he pick are very outstanding people and done many good deeds. Since the last Apostle she had is already gone, she has been finding many individuals who are qualified for the position of being her Apostle. But she hasn't found anyone meeting her criteria.
Apostle are the ones picked by the Gods, to do their task. Since the Gods can't meddle too much with human's world, the Apostles are the ones to do their job.
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Their tasks are quite simple. The God who choose them will give them orders, then the Apostles obey it and do their job. Apostles aren't just some errand boy that follows order. Being an Apostle also has great benefit to it. Gods rewards their Apostles when they do their job appropriately. They can for the ask for the reward they want, but of course it is limited.
Depending on the God who choose you, the orders are will be different. Like the Goddess of Light who protects the innocent people, who orders her Apostle to protect them and such.
There's also sometimes when a Apostle rebel from their orders or abuse their position, when this happens the Gods will remove their position and the blessings that was given to them, or worse they could get executed.
If someone is invited by a God to be their Apostle they can
"Aren't there many people who meets the requirements for the position?"(Iena)
"Yeah, there are..."(Aira)
"Then why do have someone yet?"(Iena)
"Well I don't like their attitudes.."(Aira)
"....That's not required for the position."(Iena)
"What do you want me to do? Just pick them? Like the current Hero right now? Seriously he's quite annoying you know. The generic harem seeking MC, who saves people and gets the girl, plus he's a pervert. Now tell me, do you want that guy to be your Apostle?"(Aira)
Iena's calm face suddenly went grim.
"....I may not be a Goddess but if he becomes my Apostle. I would say no, I guess..."(Iena)
"See? That's why I don't want to pick someone just because he's qualified. The Hero definitely has some sense of justice, he knows who he needs to kill, but no, I don't want him."(Aira)
"...."(Iena)
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Iena started to think of helping her friend. Aira has been her friend ever since she became the manager of Earth. They would casually chat with each other and didn't mind their positions.
As Iena fall into her thoughts. She remembered someone that may be qualified for the job.
"Then, how about Jeff?"(Iena)
"Jeff? Oh... the guy you mentioned the other day."(Aira)
When Jeff was transferred to the other world, Iena told Aira about Jeff. The kindness he showed her, the unstable mind he has, even the past he had.
"Don't you think he's qualified? He has the sense of justice, he's also kind and he's not a pervert!"(Iena)
Iena cheerfully suggested her opinion. She was slightly blushing as she said that.
"Hmmm... well he might be qualified but I don't know... I might need to observe him to see if he's really qualified."(Aira)
"Then do it now. You'll get scolded by higher ups later if you told them you still haven't found an Apostle."(Iena)
"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow."(Aira)
"Do it now... You really are lazy. I'll be going now, I still need to do my job after all."(Iena)
"Bye..."(Aira)
Iena stood and slowly walked away. Aira waved her hands while her cheeks are still on the table. Iena's figure completely disappeared. Aira also stood up.
"I guess I'll also sleep tomorrow..."(Aira)
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