Chrysanthemum and Iris

Chapter 2 _ Explanation and reason for summoning.

Good Morning! How are you?

I put a few things in before the real reaction started. If you ask me why, well, looking at it from a reader's perspective (which I am), things can feel rushed if there isn't a concrete explanation, or perhaps without a good enough reason why the Laws are being circumvented.

Cale's healing (as it is put in some fics) is good given the attachment some Gods have with Cale. Fun and Entertainment? Hmm, I'd say it's good, but if you go deeper and think about it, it would end up generating an even bigger mental problem in the minds of believers (almost all mortals in the TBOAH world). Although both are good, I've read several like this and some are very good.

That's why I tried to look for a situation where the Gods would accept that the rules were broken. Well, at least in my head I think they would accept it if such a situation was created, involving the LCF world and greater "compensation" for preventing the Demon World's Gate from opening and once again sealing away the God of Despair

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Chapter 2 _ Explanation and reason for summoning.

People were sitting down, there seemed to be a sense of animosity between some, but no one caused any fights. Although some were almost hypnotized as they sat down, perhaps Drus had done something?

Cale was shocked to see the familiar face and black hair walk towards him.

'Rok Soo? Was he called up too?'

"I don't know what's going on, but I'm sure you're involved in the reason behind us being brought here. Or maybe it's me?" Rok Soo said upon reaching Cale. A few people looked at him strangely and tried to stop him, but a gesture from Cale and they pretended they never tried anything.

'Wow, they obeyed him easily'

"It's not my fault. Now let's sit down"

"Sure, what would it be like?"

Rok Soo sat on Cale's right side, he almost decided to change his seat after getting so many stares, but he put it aside.

"Now that everyone has sat down, how about you shut up?" The voice of the God of Death was present, interrupting the murmurs that filled the environment.

No one can judge mortals for being like this, after all it is not every day that a God (literally speaking) summons and receives them (again literally speaking). They don't have an exact embodiment of Him, but the way he demonstrated his power by creating this room in seconds and the fact that he summoned a few dozen people without apparent difficulty, is proof enough that they should be afraid.

And for them to be summoned and not other people of their own Tribe, isn't that a reason to cause them mental confusion? Nervousness or fear? What if they did something wrong? Are they here to take punishment? But then, if so, why such hospitality? Is it a new way to break your will and resolve? Perhaps a new form of mental torture?

But all their thoughts and murmurs are stopped when the God tells them to shut up. Some might not be believers of the God of Death, but they dare not disrespect a God. It's a God! A superior, divine being!

They're not like that brown-haired woman who cursed him like he was alone one more of the countless times she's done it. They cannot risk it, there is no way of knowing whether the God will show the same mercy to them and spare them from being punished.

"A problem that affects both worlds has arisen, so I brought you here to learn more about the history of the world to my left." The God waits for the sighs and frightened looks to subside before continuing. Maybe, just maybe, he glared a little harder at the mortals to get them to show quicker control. "I won't tell you everything in detail, but know that a God that the demon race worships has been sealed away by one of the people in the black seats."