Darcel’s P.O.V.

In less than four days, I was shackled in same fire restrains with out any crime. I admit that I was a little rude with my Erasthai but it’s not a capital offense that I am again on the stand, facing a trial.

I was getting impatient that Goddess was also ignoring me this time. She attended other matters, not even sparing a glance for me. That’s not fair, I am going to fight Her this time. It’s not always my fault, anyone else can also be wrong.

After long wait of centuries, Goddess came to attend my trial, sitting high on her silver throne. That pony Priest...