I froze in place.
Was Usnea talking about the secret plans to stop the entire Game of Evolution and end the fun of all other gods? The plans that could lead to imprisonment or even death (if gods could die) of everybody who disagreed with the idea?
Those dangerous, rebellious plans?
If Usnea knew that they existed… If they showed them to other gods… I was doomed for sure.
But there was still hope! The fact that they didn't do it earlier meant that they could be unsure about his information. Perhaps they were just baiting me to confirm their suspicions.
I couldn't give in!
All these thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant. The silent pause lasted only a fraction of a second. Then I made a confused face with a dash of offence.
"What? What plans are you talking about? Against you? Mister God of Blue Land Usnea, I'm seeing you for the first time!"
Usnea studied me for a long and tense second—still not showing anything but their "beard"—before leaning back.
