Looking entirely calm, a giant ant rests on a cushion, eating some kind of fungus-based dish.
She has a look of intense bemusement.
”Wait, why are there so many mammals? How did that even happen?”
Looking entirely calm, a giant ant rests on a cushion, eating some kind of fungus-based dish.
She has a look of intense bemusement.
”Wait, why are there so many mammals? How did that even happen?”
"The Judge is a god and isn't vulnerable to anything except a coalition of all the other gods. Where do you go when you die?"
“Well, I was reasonably confident of my guess of ‘nowhere’ before the last five minutes, but I really couldn’t tell you.”
"Can't you be resurrected if you die? Or do you just not remember anything that happened while you were dead?"
“…I don’t think so? Wait, yeah, technically? Only within, uh, a minute of death or so, though. And I think they don’t remember it like people don’t remember being unconscious?”
"If you could die for more than ten minutes, I could send a message to your soul while you were dead and see if you got anywhere."
"Or I could try scrying someone you know who's dead. I'd need a picture or something they owned or ideally a piece of their body. And they could try to resist me and might succeed. And it takes an hour to cast, and I can't talk while I'm casting, so it'd be really boring."
“I could probably get my hands on a corpse, sure. How much of the corpse would you need? I mean, I could read a book to you or something, if that’d make it less boring. Wait, why can’t you try messaging the soul of someone already dead?”