Deathly Funny

"Didn't want to let him get away?" Trezlan was sipping tea and eating muffins, not the supernatural kind, just the regular kind after he had the awful recipe he developed a hankering for them. It took him a while to find a recipe he liked much to the ship AI's sadness as he ruined the kitchen several times over to create his muffins. Trezlan joked he'd write the recipe down in a book and bury it somewhere just to screw with the next Riobeck.

"You can't let new gods just be allowed to potentially spring up, otherwise we'll have the situation we did with that shit god."

"With the what god?" Hanlon smiled he liked how Trezlan despite being old and having knowledge, was still young and lacking most of the concrete ideas.

"Shit god, some idiot got it into his head since creatures all have to shit, if it controlled shit it could be super powerful."

"Why am I suddenly terrified of my next bowel movement."

"You shouldn't be, it was way early on in the development of the world, but still when the shit god emerged he realized his powers were exceptionally limited, mainly he overflowed shit holes and was a filthy nuisance." Trezlan did not like this story, he worried about its conclusion.

"So what happened to him?"

"We killed him of course, he wasn't necessary for people to shit, and was if anything a nuisance. The point of the story is that murdering a god is a pain in the ass and should only be done as required, so its best to control the supply of new gods."

"I'm not sure that logically flows from what you just told me."

"Trezlan please don't make me destroy you." Hanlon smiled as Trezlan recoiled mid bite of his muffin. "That was a joke by the way."

"I don't feel it was funny."

"You never do, humans are so scared of death, and yet you know me we're friends, why am I scary?" Hanlon smiled again and then just walked off. He would disappear mid ship instead of right in front of Trezlan a contrivance Trezlan had wrangled from Hanlon before. Still it was mildly upsetting how Hanlon was with regard to destroying things, if only because the Death God relished the fear more than the death, Trezlan began to wonder if he had become the god of Fear somewhere along the way as well.