“ARISE FAIR MAGE!” screamed some voice as Kinos was jolted awake and smashed his head on his nightstand.

“What the hell?” was his initial reaction as in front of him stood Forseti, Norse god of justice, peace and truth.

“It isn’t nice to use that type of language near me, mortal.,” said he, staring at Kinos. “Good for you, you get to start a quest today. Have fun,” and with that, Forseti vanished.

“…All the gods are fucking bastards…,” said blasphemously Kinos as he walked to the kitchen to get an apple.” Well…damn.” said Kinos, realizing all that was left was a slightly morphed up, brown apple. “…Maybe I can make…caramel apples or something out of it.,” he said, as he pointed at the apple and watched it begin to smoke. He took a bite out of it.

       Sometimes being a mage who can play with physics just to be a lazy as hell ass about shit is fun.