26. That Didn't Work
Grim shot out of bed, hair plastered to his face in sweaty clumps. Taking a stabilizing breath, Grim rested against the headboard.
There was no beating around the bush. He was the god of misfortune. He was created to be a being of destruction.
He stared at his hands, heart throbbing furiously. It felt too real. Eris was going to destroy everything.
He shifted his eyes to the left, falling on the alarm clock on the nightstand. The entire world was doomed and it was only 3:34 in the afternoon.
The gleeful chirping of a bird on the windowsill made him groan. He had no tolerance for animals that refused to respect the mood.
Huffing and flopping back into bed, Grim was met with a vase in the corner of the room. He squinted, propping himself up with his arm. He turned once more to the dumb bird that attempted to woo him, Disney Princess style.
Well, the spell couldn't be that hard, could it?
With a single, shadowy tentacle, Grim plucked the bird from the window, and with another, he grabbed the vase. That was all the ingredients it required, right? One piece of pottery and one annoying being you wanted to stuff in it?
Wicked energy traveled down his supplementary appendages, wrapping around the tiny sparrow. It was covered in a divine light, Grim's godly power working through every single one of its cells. It was a heavenly sight to behold.
And then it exploded.
As if Grim had shoved the unfortunate creature into a blender and forgotten to put on the lid, liquid sparrow splattered across the room. The vase blew up too, to add insult to injury, and tiny glass shards sank into Grim's (luckily immortal) body.
Spitting the unpleasantly thick pulp from his mouth, Grim leapt onto the floor, falling into an anxious trek around its perimeter. Was Eris right? He couldn't even perform spellcraft properly without breaking it.
He glanced at his bed, only to groan. There was no use in trying to get any more sleep. There was no telling what would happen in his dreams.
Author's Note- i made a playlist on yt! it's on my channel, fancysnake, under the books name.
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