章 180: Viviane's Viewpoint: This Drowning Ennui

"Wake up, Viviane," I hummed to myself. "You can't laze around forever, even if there is nothing to do."

The truth of the matter was obvious, being a divine adjudicator in a world rife with sin and ignorance was dull work.

"How many days has it been since the last visitor…?"

Mortals were predictable—until the last 'Recalibration', where I met no mortal at all in my never-changing post. 

Heh, that was quite the depressing reality to remember.

Back then, the mortals would always seek judgment and absolution like moths to a flame, their desires as shallow as the waters at my lake's edge. They brought offerings, stories, excuses—all of them hoping for approval, for validation, for some sense of meaning bestowed by my so-called 'blessing'.

As if blessing was anything more than an accident of existence.