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Chapter 8 by OccasionalReader OccasionalReader

What's next?

You hear a voice rise in your head

"Ahaha wonderful. Seems you prefer me to some other slut of a god. Not saying I'm not a slut, but I am the best slut." You furtively look around, but it seems only you can hear the mysterious voice. "Nope, only you can hear me; I wouldn't want you to be publicly disgraced or anything like that by people questioning your devotion. Anyhow, what you're gonna want to do is walk outside the temple as if it's perfectly normal and get into an alley somewhere, preferably where no one's gonna see. Because you're about to disappear from this plane, and we don't want any witnesses to that, do we?"

You step away from the statue and say goodbye to Old Man Antonio for the day, heading in the direction of the docks. Once you find an alley that looks to be a believable shortcut to somewhere or other, you casually make a turn down said alley. You then feel a male form grasp your form from behind, and suddenly you're flying in the air, "don't worry, no one can see you right now; anyhow I'm about to fly you to the astral sea, and I figured it would be best if you were securely fastened. Please keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times."

Before you get a chance to question this bizarre statement or what it means, your stomach drops as you skyrocket towards the heavens, blinking from existence.

What's next?

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