“Oh, What A Sweet Child,” Cooed The God/goddess As They Picked The Crying Child Off Of The Floor.

“Oh, what a sweet child,” cooed the god/goddess as they picked the crying child off of the floor. They cradled them in their arms, smiling softly. “How could anybody be so cruel to such an adorable little thing?”

The child began to stop sniffling as they looked up at the deity. There wasn’t any attention paid to the bodies of their attackers strewn about the room.

“Come now,” the deity said as they turned to leave. “You will be with me from now on.”