NoviceOfRoleplay
One Thousand Club
Kip
Kip's hood fell. Kip looked down a for a few moments, trying to absorb Arceus's interrogation. Kip believed his heart and mind were one. Truth, was that he wanted better understanding because he didn't know what else to do. He didn't feel alone or lost exactly, just curious about other paths he could take. Transparent images swirled around Arceus's hand, each a picture of some odd character at Arceus's throne. Then Arceus listed off two paths.
To survive into the next world.
To become a god.
Kip though those were nice ways to go, but he didn't feel like committing to either. There was still other options; Kip didn't want to be on the fence, no choice. The swirling images disappeared before Arceus's hand, no trace. Kip looked up to Arceus and walked toward him with a solemn face. He put out his trembling hand toward Arceus.
"Only friends. I don't have anything else I want right now. I want figure that out once I gain understanding."