Judge, who was apparently the main character only when the universe remembered he existed, had absolutely no shortage of surprises. Today's surprise was big enough to tear a hole through his worldview and possibly the floorboards.
His amnesiac spirit, Solarae — tiny, shimmering, floaty Solarae — had mostly recovered his memories.
And the jaw-dropping part?
Solarae was actually a god.
A god of truth, no less.
Judge stared at him, slack-jawed. This would've been embarrassing if his soul weren't screaming in the background.
"And this guy called me master…?" he muttered with the energy of someone whose brain was actively packing its bags.
The spirit — no, Veritas — sat on Judge's shoulder with the posture of someone trying to look dignified despite having spent weeks napping inside Judge's hood. His tiny golden tail flicked with the air of an elder deity contemplating the collapse of existence and also regretting his life choices.
