#Chapter 18 – An Invitation

“Damn,” Anton murmurs, tapping his fingers soundlessly on the table while he processes everything Laila just said. “That is…that is definitely not the bedtime stories I was told as a child.” “Oh,” Laila says, turning to him with wide-eyed interest. “What kind of stories did you have?” “About a mouse,” he answers instantly, quite earnest, snapping his gaze to hers, “that would come and take the teeth you lost as a child, give you money for them –“ “We are getting…very far away from the point here,” I interrupt, waving a hand between them to disrupt this nonsense. “I hate mice,” Laila whispers, grimacing. Anton grins at her. “Laila,” I sigh, drawing her attention back to me. “Why is it bad if the God of Darkness got the whole world back? It was his to start with.” “Yes,” she says, nodding. “And when he was in charge, all souls went directly to him when they died. It was only after Death and Life stole half of his world and began the system of reincarnation that life began t