{{My one fan has asked me to write more. So here is more.}}
"The gods do more for us than you realize, Pricilla." Agatha said, looking to her and seeming quite to glow slightly. "They make the world fit together, make the world stay stable. They smite the wrong and reward the good."
"Yes, but if I were not involved with the gods, I would be much more happy." Pricilla said, flicking her hair some and then looking to Agatha. "I am going to leave and forget about this whole encounter. If I get struck down by lightning, you can bet on my next life I'll get you."
With that, Pricilla turned on her heels and walked out of the small house, ducking to get out the short door. Agatha shook her head, the glowing starting to dim down. Looking to the girl, she saw that she was starting to move. Her eyes grew wider as she watched the girl open her eyes and blink.
Sitting up and stretching the girl's red hair fell over her shoulders and onto the table she was placed on. Running her hands through her hair, she had closed her eyes once again. Her skin was a milky color, and when she re-opened her eyes, they were a light blue color.
Turning her head, she saw Agatha standing there, looking at her with wide eyes. After a short pause, the girl let out an ear shattering scream. Agatha winced and looked away from her.
"W-what are you doing here?" The girl asked, moving away from Agatha and almost falling off the table. As she looked around, she realized it wasn't her room. "What am I doing here?"
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Who is that girl...?