David stood on a quiet hill somewhere in Little Garden, wrapped in a cloak that had seen better days, surrounded by nothing but swirling fog.
He looked around once, made sure nobody was watching—or at least that nobody he could see was currently eavesdropping—and then took a deep breath.
"Well, no time like the present."
Raising his voice, he announced with all the gravitas he could muster:
"I hereby declare the formation of the Tarot Pantheon.
David activated his system interface. A soft chime rang in his mind, and a cascade of notifications appeared:
[Mission Complete: Declare Community Formation – Tarot Pantheon]
[Reward Granted:]
— Divine Name Unlocked: The Fool
— Mystery Points Awarded: 300
And then he could feel something about him changing he felt that he on a basic level was he was the fool everything about him could change but you would always be the god named the fool.
He flexed his fingers, feeling the surge of new authority inside him inside him he's divinity over mysteries growing.
"Alright, next step: figure out what the heck I should do now.
David looked out over the horizon, where fog melted into an endless gray sky.
"So, little world of Little Garden... meet the Fool. Let's see what I can do.
With that thought, the fog around him shimmered and twisted,