|Gods| Chapter 1

In Cleathan Hall, people wandered around with glasses of champagne, socializing with one another. There were all kinds of people from different sectors. Some were richer than others.

And some were not human at all.

Among these hundreds of people, there were eleven non-humans. They looked human enough, but they were “gods”–in other words, they possessed power that science could not explain.

Ten of those beings were very sociable. They were popular among others in Cleathan Hall, even though none had any idea that they weren’t human.

The remaining one god was named Beatris. She was a young girl with long, wavy black hair and a pair of dark purple eyes. From a distance, her eyes looked black. She seemed to like wearing red, flowy dresses with dark purple frills. Nearly no one in Cleathan Hall approached her, simply because her expression was always blank. Beatris seemed to have no emotions, and if she did, she betrayed none.

The other quiet person was a human named Mingan. He wore only black, and he seemed to have a lot of information.

Once, Beatris stopped in front of Mingan in Cleathan Hall, while everyone else was celebrating something.

The two stared at each other.

“You’re not joining them?” she finally asked, nonchalant.

He shook his head. “Aren’t you?”

It was then her turn to shake her head, only slightly. “What are you doing in such a place like this?” she asked, as though she knew something.

“I could ask you the same question.”

“I have a reason.”

“So do I.”

They stared again.

After a couple of minutes, Beatris took a step back. She was about to leave when Mingan asked, “What’s your power?”

She froze.

“What do you mean?”

Mingan beckoned for her to come closer. When she did, he lowered his voice. “There are eleven gods in this place. Each of them have demonstrated some kind of ability from time to time…but not you.”

“How do you know this?” Even then, caught off guard as she was, Beatris showed no change of emotion.

“I’m still part of Cleathan Hall.”

“So are they.” She nodded at the crowd.

“Perhaps they are under a spell because of their behavior.”

Beatris looked at him. “Don’t let them know you know.”

And then she left.

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