And it's not just the new gods and shinki. The ones who have been here forever, the ones who picked their shinki instead of getting them assigned... they don't know anything concrete either.

[ At least, the very few who have deigned to talk to him don't seem to know anything. Most of them were just rude.

He takes another swig of his beer. There's just too many questions, and not nearly enough places to even start looking for answers. And really, at the end of the day, does it matter? It's not like he's got any idea who he was, or what kind of life he might have to go back to. ]

...You're a god, right? [ He waves off the inevitable disagreement. ] I know, you're a priest, but I mean, you've still got your memories right? You remember who you are, where you're from?