#Chapter 188: A Little Taste of Fate

“I have come to have the conversations with you that you so long to have,” the moon goddess confirmed. “For the time being, no one will bother us. So, you need to worry about that.” “Thank you. Oh, goddess—” “Please,” she said, “call me by my name.” “Your name?” I asked. “Feray. “I couldn’t possibly. That’s too informal,” I stammered in response. “It is my proper title. I have another name that the gods refer to me by. So, you are not calling me anything divine. Simply the name that a mother goddess wishes to have her chosen child call her by.” “Chosen?” I asked. “Yes, chosen, my dear, and blessed personally by me. You have a hard road ahead of you, and you have gotten no guidance, particularly not from a mother. It’s time that I stepped in and gave you some.” A contradictory emotion bubbled up in me. Surprisingly, because it was anger, I was extremely mad at the goddess. “So, I am your chosen one, and you’re going to guide me like a mother?” I asked, clarifying. “Yes,” she