Anzu

Day 1,313, 04:50 • Published in Singapore Romania • by Bogdan Armand Sibrand


- Hi. My name is Anzu.
- Hello Anzu!
- I'm the son of the aerial mother-goddess Siris and I'm also known in various cultures by the name Arkan or Arman.

What have I done today, you ask?
To answer your question we must define first the term 'day'. Because, you see, in our 'world' days are counted in other way than in yours, life-bearers.
Even the term 'world' has a different meaning. Or life. Only you have lives. One life and one world, it's all you know and can't imagine existence without them being that way.
But to be polite, I'll transpose what I've done in a day, just to give you some glints of an answer, subject 1710867.

This morning I heard a call. Some asked what should they do to become what we are.
'Who is like God?' 'How grand can He be?' was their exact words.
So I flew over there just to show them, the griffin god I am.

Flying is relaxing for gods like us, especially if you have wings 🙂 If somehow you have these and don't know how to use them, I can teach you. Only sky is the limit.
But after some time, you get tired, like I did.

The feathering became heavier, turned into furring, and my bald eagle head was crowned with a sunny mane. Then I turned into my feline form.



My beak's sound became a lot lower, turned into roar, and my claws, I could barely steer with them. I had to get more close to gravity, so I landed on a peak to perform the bald eagle's sacred ritual.

Being a deity is not easy, you know; it's Hard To Be a God.
Have you ever thought you'd be one? Mind to try?

Take my shoes, just to see
What it's like to be me.
I'll be you, let's trade shoes...
...sorry, I was just carried away by this tune, what was I saying?
Oh, yes. Today I must grab The Tablets of Destiny I was supposed to get from Emlil, or 'Tablele vieţii' in other mythical language.

So, this is me, Andu, some call me the Raven God.
I must admit, I do wear black. I blow water, I also have furred chin and light mane, even an eagle torso. Gods are weird, aren't they? 🙂


It was nice chatting with you, Waxdoll. You're a lucky individual yourself, you know. And something tells me it's not the first time you speak to gods.
Anyway, now it's time for me to do my summersault 😃
Farewell!


What's your story, mortal?



-> This article IS related to eRepublik.
-> This is a recruitment article for the White Lion Order.
-> This article is part of Waxdoll's Summer Contest. ("God for a day")