Thread:YingHe/@comment-36159587-20190425020614

Haha, just kidding. "Gloomy", "dark", "melancholy", and "depressing" were probably better. At least in Galaxian's opinion. Honestly, though, even the usually optimistic deity of life couldn't see how anyone would think it was a happy place, even if they had a domain in there. He was not looking forward to going in there.

The seven-year-old deity did come prepared, though. He had a bag carefully slung over his shoulder and tied to his left arm, while his right arm held a long stick-like thing that was laughingly taller than the 4' 5'' deity. Unsurprisingly, he didn't have a backpack, seeing as he could practically summon anything out or grab them out of dimensions and such.

The god had on a resolute expression, seemingly determined for whatever he might encounter and face. And maybe to fit in, he wore all black, with shoulder pauldrons and some training armor, with a silver cape, probably just to stand out a bit at the same time. He was waiting for Drago, checking to and fro with his eyes. 