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A god? Had Thealosius just said what I thought he had just said. A god? Me? Really, who was he kidding? I wasn't special - that wasn't putting it right. I was a Shaman, the Shaman of the town. I was special and whatever Thealosius was saying, was probably true.
'A god?' I choked. 'You must be joking.'
'No, that has been the prophecy for the Shamans before you,' he told me. 'All the Shamans have been told that if they are the true Shaman, the one to lead us to glory, then they will reign in the heavens as a god.' He looked down at his feet, shaking his head slowly. 'To date, no Shaman has yet reached that position. Many have died, like the previous one, because it just got tough for them or they were in battle so much.'
'So I have to try and become this god then?' I asked. I couldn't believe it - if the other Shamans had tried and they were unsuccessful, then what chance had I? I was only a few hours in this position and here Thealosius was,
lecturing me about this whole business. Wasn't
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I a bit of a beginner, a bit naïve to hear this? Or was there something else behind it that he was hiding.
'As I said, to date we have not had a successful Shaman,' he said looking sad. 'But I believe that you can be the one who leads us to glory. The one who will be the true one.'
'Oh yeah?' I said sceptically. 'Where did you get that one out of? A bloody, priest book?' Thealosius was taken aback at my remark and strangely, so was I. 'I didn't mean - I'm sorry … I just …' I couldn't explain why I had just said that. What was happening to me? Thealosius looked at me and then nodded mysteriously.
'It's the changes,' he said simply. 'You're body isn't accustomed to this new magic inside you. The mana will be affecting your thoughts and emotions now that it is running through you veins, getting to every cell in your body.'
'But I don't want that!' I shouted, realised I was on my feet. Thealosius cowered back and I quickly sat back down, embarrassed and
shaking. This mana was so … so creepy.
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