He asked me, "what do You believe in?" And I told Mr. Wednesday, "I believe in destiny."
But Wednesday only cared for my protection. I was His hired man. His protectoR.
I was to watch out for Him, to help Him Recruit those old and foRgotten gods. He told me of a world UNDER the world. One I had been all too familiar with once. Eons ago when I had lost my identity.
And then I tasted it--the ash in the air. That made me feel like my Head was full of Snow.
The Volcano had erupted--and once again, we found Ourselves in the midst of waR.
And so the Balance was once stuck in a poweR vaccum.
And it needed to be Reset.
So I ask you, Rotten One...
What do you believe in?