Not trying anything wacky today, merely going for a take on the ways of worship.
The general idea for it came from watching the news, namely a segment where a disillusioned man of the cloth was being interviewed. He lost his faith and now his mind was set on the notion that clinging on to such ideas was an act of weakness. I’m not a religious person myself but I respect the existence of all beliefs just as long as they don’t become extreme views.
Seeing as Female Dominance and Goddess Worship tend to go hand in hand, I constructed this little supernatural piece. Until tomorrow.
“Are you a religious man?” She asked, touching the cross around her neck.
“No,” he replied. “Religion is cancer. Faith is for the weak.”
“So you kneel before no God?”
“It’s a good thing I’m a Goddess then,” she smiled, enveloped by an unnatural glow.
Basking in newfound adoration, he grew weaker and weaker…