“There’s my beautiful little woman!” Her father scooped her up from Lutz’s arms and moved her to his shoulders. Once her family saw her, they quickly waded through the crowd to them. “Over there!” she said, pointing, and Lutz headed towards him. It took a bit of searching through the crowds, but Myne would recognize her dad’s stature anywhere. “Always,” Lutz said, and then the doors opened.Ĭhildren spilled out, surging forward to find their parents. One or two pairs were holding hands, but none were getting a piggyback ride like she was. They came to the front doors of the temple, with the rest of the kids around them. I already said I’ll make anything you think of.” She didn’t have to see him smiling to know he was. “Is it going to rely on me standing in freezing water again?” “See? Now, don’t get me started on what else I have planned.” “But who else would split as much money with you as I do?” “That doesn’t mean much when I could refuse to build them.” I could concoct some really evil inventions.” She was about to retaliate when another idea came to her. “Were you okay in there? I couldn’t tell if you were laughing or dying.” But then he turned back to glance at her. “Literally,” he teased, adjusting her on his back. I wouldn’t have made it this far without you.” “I didn’t have time to say it earlier, but.thanks again. “Hey,” she said, as he maneuvered them through the crowd of other children to the temple’s entrance, his arms careful not to jostle her. Myne wasn’t exactly the chubbiest child now, despite her age, but she still rested comfortably on Lutz back. She didn’t remember much about riding on her parent’s shoulders back in her previous life, but she did recall that once she got too old and her limbs had lost their baby fat, it hadn’t been comfy any longer. She might’ve entered on her own two feet, but she left on Lutz's back. When the Baptism was finally over, Myne felt exhausted. If anything, the way her dad spoke the rare times the topic came up showed there was no love lost between him and the Church. Geez, she was grateful she’d been reincarnated in a family that wasn’t this serious. Myne had felt invigorated when she listened to the story, but when the Head Priest kept droning on and on about their roles in society as devout, respectable worshippers of Ehrenfest, she felt her enthusiasm drain away. Lutz gave her a funny look when she tried to replicate it without toppling over from laughter. Myne almost burst out laughing when she saw the stout older man balance on one leg like Glico. ![]() Once it concluded, the Head Priest taught them how to pray. It wasn’t a book, sure, but a story was a story no matter its form. ![]() This earth’s origin story had some dark themes to it, too, like the God of Life’s “strong desire for dominance.” She couldn’t help but notice certain connotations in those word choices. Older civilizations tended to have myths like that to explain the world around them before their science could. Myne wasn’t surprised this world had their own origin story. After they processed the children as citizens (with more blood magic, ick ), the Baptism ceremony consisted mainly of the children listening as the Head Priest recited the story of how the world was created.
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