CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN - The douchebag of douchebags 

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN - The douchebag of douchebags 

You can probably guess what happened after that. I spent the rest of the week getting frequently visited by Asa with food, and me talking to the moon and sun for the rest of the time. Also, I finally tested out the powers that lousy douchebag ringleader of gods gave me. 

One morning, when the sun wasn't up and dew was sprinkled all over the land, I got up because it was simply too cold. The fricking guards (again) hadn't given me any blankets, and the itchy mattress wasn't helping in any way. With boredom, I stuck my hand out of the bars. Asa wasn't here, and no one else was either. 

As I watched my fingers succumb to the cold, growing numb, a bird suddenly landed on my index finger. Eagerly, it chriped at me. 

"Hello, human! It is I!" The sparrow, grey and brown, chriped eagerly, proudly puffing up its chest and flapping small wings. I blinked. My new powers were really coming in clutch, huh? 

"Who are you??" I echoed, and the bird chirped. "You don't know? I'm Frsk Sfsn."

"You're a bird…?" I echoed, and Frsk Sfsn shook his head. "Chil! This bird only serves as a vessel to carry divine power to you. A messenger of sorts." 

"So you put your soul into a bird…" I echoed, unimpressed. What a crabby douchebag of a god. "Fine! Whatever. I'm here to help you!" The bird said, and I sighed. "Don't. I'll get out tomorrow anyway, so it's not a big deal. You should be focused on stopping the angels."

"The other gods are already working on it." Frsk Sfsn said, and then dubiously looked around. "And some of the gods have been acting… strange… lately…" Frsk Sfsn said, leaning over to whisper in my ear. I rolled my eyes. "That sounds like a you problem. I don't care. Just save the world first, okay?" I said, patting the most powerful god in the world with a thumb. 

And with that, the bird nodded and flew away.