The power of Valor held the sword up, never letting it sink into the pool of Investiture.
Valor would accept Ikaretekeketeraki'nantaríãī.
Two different pools called to him
Devotion.
Mercy.
Which would he accept? Would he accept either
Yavanna walked in a cirle around the pools, unable to contain her excitement. She had killed god. No more Adonalsium!
She felt one pool in particular Connect to her.
"Yav," Grace asked. "Can you not smile that ridiculous smile?"
Yavanna smile broadened as she stood in front of Whimsy. Grace sighed, before going to take Odium.