You must bring us, a Shrubbery.

So, another exceptionally powerful asshole? How many are there anyway, and why did this one have to possess me of all people.” Then again maybe they couldn’t choose who they possessed, he hadn’t really thought about that. Though it still made him curious how he ended up with one. He rubbed the back of his neck, drawing attention to the pendant he wore, that was currently mostly hid by his clothing.

I mean, I understand more or less how demon and spirit possession works, but Elvhen gods, that’s a whole other thing. Should I be worried? Can it take over completely? How do I get it out of my head? A barrage of questions. What was he going to tell Vassenia. They were due to meet up in a few days.

He was worried, he didn’t want to wake up one day and find out he was the passenger along for the ride with no real access to his body. It almost gave him sympathy for his passenger, though as he wasn’t entirely sure who they were beyond being a self-proclaimed Elvhen god, he wasn’t sure if he should have sympathy for them, if they were anything like Elgar’nan.