I can't say it's something I enjoy.
It hurts.
Watching humans I've protected since they were little babies strike and slay one another...
Chikato, Sosou and I used to be gods of our own settlements, but...
the settlements would start fighting each other just because the gods they worshipped were different.
And yet, if they did not revere us, next time they might start killing one another for their own reasons.
We must eat what we are offered.
If we refuse, the people get confused. They suspects the gods are displeased with them, and end up offering even more blood.
These are human sacrifices to Misagu.
The works of man are filled with that taint of death you despise.
There are bones buried under the trees.
New crafts... Bustling villages... Beautiful fields...
Looking down from the sky, I bet that's all you see.
It must really reek for a god from above the clouds.
Urk......
Something smells horrible...