'What?'
Javier's face twisted, confusion and irritation, mixing in a palette of colors as he took a step back. His gaze fixed on the figure before him.
His lips twitched by the corner, a slight chuckle escaping his lips.
"A god called Loki? Why would I know that?"
The Lucia household was known as the divine household. A household that worships and serves the goddess Mayura, but recognizes tons of other gods from their past travels.
These were gods from different religions, continents that had risen and fell, nations covered in sand, castles swept by storms.
A past so far gone that tales of its mysteries lingered in the corners of the earth. In the far beyond of each border.
These gods served them no help during the Demonic Age, the times when powerless humans were gifted the power of the System.
Only Mayura did so, and as such, became their one true goddess. Their reverence of worship, the being that showed the light, the way and the truth.
