Politics of The Avatar

"I always like these little visits Trezlan." The Fire God was in her red business suit, we were in the basement of my building, I'm sure a lesser idiot would forsee this as a deal with a dark force, and they wouldn't be wrong, just not exactly right. I always have to wonder if this is the real Fire God, or just one of her lesser forms that deal with me, I don't know how God's exactly work despite dealing with and killing several of them, what can I say I like a little ignorance.

"Sorry for calling you down here."

"No you aren't don't apologize for something you aren't actually apologetic over, your people have this disingenuous way of talking. You want my help, and you called me to ask it, there is nothing to be sorry for in that regard."

"Well then can you help me?"

"No." I slumped, of course she couldn't help me. I should have known the gods love to pretend to be there for their servants, but not actually there. They are like the worst father, always promising to lend assistance never doing it.

"You didn't even let me really ask the question." She smiled.

"If you did, do you think it would change my response? Hanlon is not my problem, your loyalty to him for whatever reason you still have it despite his abuse of you is also none of my concern."

"Well at least you acknowledge his existence everyone else seems to believe he does not exist."

"I've dealt with Hanlon, well that's what you call him to me he's not even a he, but as I was saying I've dealt with him for longer than you have been alive on this world, I could no more forget his existence than I could forget my own, but I would be willing to help you under one condition." I could feel a huge sense of dread for that condition.

"And that is?"

"Renounce your connection to death and instead embrace fire, become my avatar." I didn't exactly know what an Avatar of the fire god entailed, but I knew I did not really meet most of the criteria for it.

"Can I have a day to figure it out?"

"Sure, but only a day than I'll expect an answer, perhaps we'll meet in a nicer place next time, basements are so dreary." And with that she left. I was stuck with a choice, renouncing death would mean no more necromancy which could mean I would die, on the other hand, infused with the power of the fire god, perhaps I wouldn't need necromancy and thus feel better about myself. I totally forgot among this I was doing this to find Hanlon, and the Fire God while mostly honest, had no reason to honor her deal once I agreed to it (she's the god of war, not the god of making sure people do deals properly and a powerful god on top of that). But still it was a huge choice I still think back on and wonder if I did the right one... Did I? Well read on to the next entry and then curse me for leading you on.