How gods were angry at humans, it was awful. Even kind spirits were disappointed in them. Even Bastet herself was disappointed, but she was still soft towards them, towards humans. But vampires were also living people, creatures. Even if not humans, but they were those who gods also protected. As those who lived on Earth. Strange, right? Gods were so selfish. They were doing what the wanted to do. Always. Why they were better than humans? No one could understand. Bast — the one who was watching people carefully — didn’t understand that. She didn’t understand why Gods have punished those so cruelly, so brutally. And yet— here she was, watching the young boy walking down the road. Poor little boy. She was feeling his sorrow, his pain. She sensed it from all the creatures. She was a goddess after all, but WHO needed GODS when they have forgotten about this planet, this world? Who needs them?
A small smile appeared on the woman’s face as her cat ears twitched. Someone might think that she was a demon, someone will think that she a freak. Who knows what this boy will think of her? Probably that she is a freak. Damn strange lady. For sure. Or he will ignore her. Like all people did — not too long ago. It was kinda annoying.