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Already able to tell this was going to take a while, Ben picked up Thera before giving an accusatory order to the heavens.

“Explain. And I guess point me in whatever stupid direction I need to go.”

“Again Myriad, please explain why the fuck I’m dealing with the rest of it? Give it to me straight, am I the gods’ whipping boy? Y’all see a problem and think it can just be tossed onto poor, disposable Ben?”

<It’s the same reason that you were most equipped to handle the outsider, Ben, catching a glimpse into the infinite hells is going to be damaging to the minds of most people. Not to the extent seeing the outsider would be but it could still have some heavy consequences for a normal person.>

“Excuse you, just because my mind’s a little more powerful than average doesn’t make me not a normal person!”

<And besides that.> Myriad went on, ignoring his apostle. <You’re the closest available expert on magic. We need you to close the gate.>

“What? Why me? There’s no way you guys can’t close it yourselves! Hell, you should have done something hours ago!”

“Damn it all, fine! But I want any watching gods to know that I plan on calling this in as a massive favour one day! I deserve it, you cheap assholes!”

<Noted, I’d say don’t worry too much on that front. As things currently stand, it would be pretty hard for anyone to turn you down.>

It took an hour of rushing through the destroyed lands and avoiding any ghosts they’d seen passing by to find an area the devastation hadn’t touched, with another just as long to actually see people in the distance with a small town that was clearly a source of the ghosts further off, and Ben was feeling the strain of getting there.

His body was beaten and bruised, his muscles and bones hurt and he was covered in no small number of cuts from everything that had been whipping through the air, with none of that even mentioning the strain he’d put himself under to get out there.

Carrying Thera wasn’t actually that bad, his strength was unreasonably high at that point, more so than what any normal person could expect. Same with his stamina, keeping the length of time he needed to carry her from being a bother either.

No, what was causing him problems was his lowest attribute by far, his agility. After all of his awakenings and a constant supply of strengthening potions, Ben was actually far faster than any average person, even if he’d never willingly put it to practice, but as things stood he didn’t have much of a choice but to run with all he had, if only so he could ensure the portal to hell would be closed even a few minutes faster.

It was already obvious the world was going to be dealing with a ghost problem for a long time to come, maybe even long after the end of the war with the demons, regardless of who won. He was sure that the various light and death spirits in the world would be able to do something to whittle away at them all, but an entire planet was a big place with plenty to deal with.

And anyway, that was something for the gods to deal with. It already felt like he was having extra work dumped on him after he’d already volunteered to put his life on the line to help save the world, he would close the gate the second he could get there, which first meant Thera needed to be taken care of.

Something that seemed to have already been dealt with, for as he was making his way to the group he could see in the distance, they were making their way to him, undoubtedly having already been told to expect him as the party met him in the middle and greeted him with a bow.

“Honoured apostle,” The one who seemed to be in charge said. “We were told there was someone you needed us to watch while you bring an end to this disaster, I take it that’s her?”

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“It is,” Ben nodded as he carefully handed over Thera, talking in his head to his god at the same time.

Myriad, keep an eye on her and make sure she’s safe while I’m off dealing with this.

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