I'm not sure if I should be pleased with this

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@ -63,5 +63,153 @@ though. Its unlikely that she'd appear here.
\textbf{Manafed:} No, she's just incredibly tricksy and a bit of a pain in the
ass.
Deities. Figured they'd be problematic with their own set of rules.
Deities. Figured they'd be problematic with their own set of rules and shit.
I focussed on my mind for a moment before disappearing into a completely void
'scape. I saw my thoughts as they bubbled into existence before disappearing
again just an instant later. The implant must enable some weird types of
self-introspection.
"Yes, it does," someone said from behind me. The entire environment blinked
pink then red as I snapped around ready to attack. I saw a young looking
blonde floating upside down.
"Anna, I presume," I offered as I forced myself to relax. "You could warn a
girl before just barging into her head-space."
"But where would the fun in that be?" she asked, sticking her tongue out in a
playful manner.
"What's with the corporate love?" I asked, frankly.
"No love," she giggled, "just trying to throw a wrench in the other deities'
plans so I can go back to my set of universes."
"Your set of universes?" I asked, confused. There were other universes? But
why? I mean, science said it might be possible, but we were nowhere near
exploring what that might mean.
"Yes," she said, her playful tone vanishing instantly, "I miss my home and I
miss my power. Omnipotence doesn't work in this universe due to some weird
limitations." Her face turned sour. "It means I can't just alter timelines to
get what I want and instead I have to keep powerful players in power. Why do
you think the free states exist at all? If it weren't for me, corporations
would rule every inch of this hellscape."
"Alter timelines?" I asked, alarm radiating through every ounce of my voice.
"Yes," she replied, "but alas, I can't just say 'no more technomage dragon god'
in this universe. By the way, I haven't taken care of that issue, but at least
she doesn't control every aspect of technomancy here. In fact, killing her in
this universe could cause a massive schism that would end all life. Fucked
that one up one too many times in my own timeline."
"There's a dragon somewhere that can control all 'technomancy'?" I asked,
bewildered, "what the hell even \emph{is} technomancy?"
"Oh my young fledgling," she cooed, "you'll hopefully never meet one. They
exist far beyond the stars at this moment. Due to the expansion of your
universe, its hopeful your entire species will never have to meet them."
"There's life beyond the stars?" I asked, I didn't think I could be any more
alarmed, but it seemed my patron deity was just dropping bombshell after
bombshell on my fragile psyche.
"Gods yes," she laughed, "you thought you were all alone here in this big ol'
universe? Pah. The Kirtischians would wipe this sorry excuse for humanity
into oblivion. If they could ever figure out how to tear a hole through
space-time, that is. Luckily, every other deity also appears to take the
stance on them that I do: don't let them touch anything they already haven't."
"So humanity is better where you're from?" I asked, suddenly relieved that
humanity was at least doing better in some other universe.
"Yes and no," she began to explain, "gods above, I haven't talked about my own
origins in this much detail since the first mage I made." She materialized a
chair next to me and lounged in it.
"In my universe, the one I was able to cultivate from its very inception,
humanity wouldn't 'just happen'. I tried so many things, but from the
beginning to the end, humanity never showed up. So I caused a few malfunctions
on Kirtiscian spacecraft and crash-landed them on Earth to finally jumpstart
humanity. After that, I was able to gently nudge the right people into power
and Earth, by the time it all ended, was finally populated by humans that had
setup a true utopia.
"How many timelines did you shave off into oblivion to get that to work?" I
asked. My lack of trust in people clearly showing through.
"More than you could count, but less than infinity," she laughed, "of course,
that's a lot less than I thought, too."
"Why the special care for humanity?" I asked, curiosity finally boiling over.
"Why not? I am, after all, human," she admitted, "or at least I was,
originally." She pointed to a weird little tattoo she had on her shoulder. A
grid of spaces, some filled with dots, others not. "My hacker emblem. Someone
who found a bug in the universe was awarded with one. Mine? Ascension. I was
able to um, without making it sound too much like an RPG, level up my
abilities. Until I was omniscient."
"You played a lot of strategy games, then?" I asked, a smile cracking across my
face.
"Not as many as you'd think," she dismissed, "I was more of a hacker. A lot
like you, actually. Just, a lot more into maths. That was so many years ago,
though. Many universes worth of time ago, actually."
That was a lot. A lot to take in. A lot to process. That was a lot. I mean,
the fact that I was sitting there talking to an actual goddess was also a lot,
so I suppose my idea of 'a lot' was suddenly very broken.
My mind wandered back around to why I wanted to talk to her in the first place,
not wanting to unpack all of the information that was just dumped on me. "So
why don't we split from the corp now that we are clearly big enough?"
"Oh," she laughed, "quite the topic change. Um, currently we're actually in
the process, but really it comes down to ensuring that the Free State here
still exists. Eastern Hills is under constant pressure from Tamaki, under my
direction mind you, to keep other corps in the area in check. We leave and the
entire area will be 'up for grabs' in the eyes of the corps."
"So a bit of a catch-22, then?" I asked, pondering the politics that corps play
with eachother.
"Yeah," she replied, "I'd opt for an all out revolution from the people living
here, but that would cost more blood and life than its worth."
"So living in a Free State, despite the massive corps exerting their power
anyway, is preferable to letting the citizens decide?"
"No," she laughed, "but they wouldn't get a say in any case. The corps have
more power, money, and resources. They would simply wipe any opposition out.
Or, as is tried and true, and much much cheaper, run psyops until other
citizens removed the opposition for them. Takes a little longer, but they
already control the media, so ultimately it cuts the cost by a lot."
So she was saying its better to live in a facade of equality than to live in an
open tyrany. I wasn't sure I agreed, but I'd think on it more later. I sighed
and slumped down as I realized I had an absolute tonne of information to unpack
and process later.
"Looks like I gave you too much at once," Anna said laxidasically. "Maybe you
should head back to the party and be with others. You have definitely been
winning friends."
"No winning about friendship," I stated, "friendships are bonds that are
forged. They aren't won. Competition in this context simply doesn't make
sense."
"Fair, but my point still stands," she giggled playfully. Again, treating me
like I was a pawn in a game. I didn't like it.
"We're people," I said, "we all have feelings, and we shouldn't be played
with."
She gave me a puzzled look before realizing that my mindspace was becoming more
violent in its shifting thoughts. She nodded and was gone in an instant.
Some goddess. Using people for playthings to enact her will in the world. At
least she was a lot more limited here than wherever the hell she came from.
And to be using us to get home was simply shameful.