People never really think about what it would be like if they could become gods themselves. Believers should act like believers, honestly offering prayers to the divine, and that's it.
Tusi originally said this to Dal, but unexpectedly, Flament suddenly spoke up.
"If that is truly your thought... then perhaps I was mistaken, and Gwyn's successor is someone else; I shall continue to wait."
"Eh?" Tusi was stunned for a moment, "Why the sudden change of attitude? I-I-I, of course I want to become one!"
What's up with this big serpent's temper, it's so hard to deal with.
"My old friend, Gwyn, never wanted blind sheep. He wanted those with a mind capable of thinking, with the courage to fight, who could transform into the sun and spread light and warmth. That's what he wanted."
Flament raised his body hidden underground, his head looking down from above at Tusi, and within his pupils there was visible disappointment.
