Seven, like Isenberg was a region full of monsters and celestial beings. They prayed to their own gods. Mimir knew that their gods were real along with his. Of course the universe was full with many beings who possessed near infinite amounts of magical power. Sometimes he always came to questions himself. "Were the gods merely humans like himself who transcended to the plane of celestials. Were they humans who had gained a copious amount of ethernano? If so, could anyone perhaps come a god?"
Those were the few words that bounced around in his mind nearly every night. Even if he hadn't seen his gods before in physical form, he knew that they were real. Nearly all of his prayers had come true in the past. Especially the prayers to Odin in the midst of battle. Though, there was one time his prayers weren't answered. That time being the last he was in Isenberg. A smirk would appear on his lips. He stared at the theater in longing before realizing why he was at this place once again.
Hundreds of people flooded the doors to enter the building. A few days ago a man had recruited him to be in some sort of play that was going to be hosted in the theater. Now, Mimir wasn't one to go around playing dress up and acting like another man, but the rewards were beyond what he had hoped for. A hundred thousand jewels? Who wouldn't want that fair amount of change in their pockets. On the contrary, he was barely going to act. They were getting payed up front, so once the show began he could care less about the outcome. Of course he could just leave after getting the money, but what would be the fun in that?
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