The problem with being an immortal god is that you can easily outlive your true believers. The situation becomes complicated if the immortal loses interest in their subjects.
Humans bored me. I found worse.
Take, for instance, rabbits.
Take as many rabbits as you like. They are everywhere.
Bunnies don't need guidance. They are naturally sweet and don't need help eating proper food or making more bunnies. In fact, they are exceptionally good at the last one. They aren't big on worshiping. I withdrew my special protection and moved on. I found a new realm.
Cats should be good, right?
Saturday, May 30, 2026
Flash Fiction #721 -- Bored Immortal
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