Life As A God - 42 Chapter 42

I do not get visitors often. So imagine my surprise when a grim reaper appeared and locked up a human soul in the cell across from me. Why would they lock up a mere human here? Surly there must be something special about him.

I wanted to ask the grim reaper, but when I tried, not a word came out. Oh, I can’t move much less talk, I remembered. So I could only watch helplessly as he left. At least I can still see, I think, trying to look at the bright side.

The human was unconscious but it looked like he would wake up soon.

With nothing to do I just stared at him, taking note of his features. Blond, curly hair. Pale skin. A thin yet fit figure. Quite tall as well. Looks to be in his mid-20s, but then again looks can be deceiving.

I remember meeting a 176 year old woman who looked to be in her 30s. Then again, I’m not one to talk. I look like a 17 year old despite having lived for thousands of years.

I look at the human again. I wish he would wake up. It would make things far more interesting. Maybe I could have a conversation with him (disregarding the fact that I can’t hear or speak). Now that I think about it, when was the last time I had a real conversation?

When I was free, I did not speak much. And if I did speak, it was only to Games or Air. Sometimes Life. But that was it. Even on Earth I only spoke when necessary.

But that does not mean I don’t want to have a conversation now. Even I can get the urge to talk (as impossible as it seems).

I glare at the human, urging him to wake up fast. Then my mind finds another interesting topic. Hmm, I wonder what color his eyes are. Are they blue like mine? Or multi-colored like Games’?

…While she is lost in thought, back on in Heaven…

The two groups stared at each other, frozen with a variety of emotions.

The boy was too astonished to see two birds and a cat talking while having tea and cakes. How can birds hold a teacup in the first place, he thought, but quickly dismissed the thought when he saw the evidence in front of him.

The owl was surprised too, but that soon turned into anger. How dare someone disrespect Heaven by coming here in that state! And, more importantly, he did not knock! Does he have no manners or respect?!

The phoenix on the other hand was out right confused. Were they not gossi-, no talking, a moment ago? Why is that boy here? Why is he wet?

The cat, much like the phoenix, was also confused. Why would the new Almighty come here of all places? I could have sworn that I saw him talking with Earth when I when to get Time. Where did Earth go?

And so the staring continued. Until the boy could not contain his curiosity and broke the silence.

“By the logic that rocks are sweet and that you are having a tea party, am I to assume that you can talk as well?”

Neko decided to humor him and responded, “Yes, we can talk.”

“I see…”

“No, you hear, ” she corrected, mumbling, “Humans these days.” Rolling her eyes, she went back to her tea.

“…”