Kim Namjoon¹³

«If gods exist, they are more like indifferent observers than caring patrons.»

It's hard to find any miracles in this world. Although, no one really hopes for one. Except children, of course. Adults are constantly rushing about important matters and work, completely ignoring small joys or tiny miracles. In this world, only very young children believed in the existence of mermaids, demons, gnomes and many other fairy-tale creatures. But even they, as they grow older, stop believing in miracles and begin to think like adults who are completely uninterested in their surroundings.

But it wasn't always this way. There was a distant time when people on earth believed in miracles, not science. For them, rain was a gift from God, and incurable curses were a curse. But, of course, these people didn't know whether mermaids, unicorns, and other creatures existed... well, even if they did, they were clearly very good at hiding. Although, that's not what's important. The important thing is that the gods really existed.

Once every few centuries, the gods who lived in the Celestial Realm would meet. Some would boast about how many offerings they were receiving, others would simply come to gossip. But there was always tension between the gods, although it disappeared during this “celebration”. Why the tension? Because, although no one would admit it, all the gods were competing with each other for the title of the most powerful and supreme god.

Namjoon was the god of wisdom. He was probably the smartest and most wise of all, so he didn't particularly enjoy the company of other gods: they were too primitive and hot-tempered. But he couldn’t refuse such a major event.