So, I Transmigrated Into The Heavenly Realm

28. A Stroll Through the Garden

28

Dax woke early in the morning, the pain in his back had woken him up. Jumping out of a window, rolling around in gravel and then climbing back in a different one had done a number on his spine. Gods weren't probably meant to suffer from lower back pain and yet here he was cursing his decision to sleep on the floor.

It was probably time to find an actual bed in this place.

Hopefully sooner than later.

He didn't actually know why he was still sleeping on the floor when there were several couches littered around the place that he had already found. Their cushioned seats would be considerably more comfortable than the floor no matter how luxurious the carpet was.

It was a very sumptuous carpet. The sort of expensive carpet that made you feel bad walking on it 

Yet for some reason sleeping on the floor under a table, whilst wrapped in blankets was more appealing to him. Dax's back might not be happy but he felt safer there. No-one had made themselves known as a threat, he was currently surrounded by guards, guards Dax trusted and he still had no idea who he should actually be able to trust.

Living as Dythos wasn't really getting any easier.

The way he was living right now, it probably looked like the act of someone who had completely lost their mind but so did everything else. The looks people gave him if they saw him eating hadn't changed, if anything they had only become stranger.

Dax knew next to nothing about living in the Heavenly Realm as a God, especially as a God with no believers but what he did know was that when said residents of the Heavenly Realm looked at you like you were a cryptid (shout out to Moth-Man) for eating a ham and cheese sandwich there was something wrong.

But, Dax took comfort in the absence of System's wrath. If it wasn't threatening to delete him from existence then he couldn't be too terribly out of character.

Maybe Dythos was known for being weird. Maybe it was very unusual to die and then not die. Who knew?

Despite having regained a lot of strength over the past few days, enough to feel like he was starting to be able to function as a person again. Picking up all the prayers that had exploded onto the floor of the corridor had certainly been considerably more strenuous than he had been anticipating.

It was only an hour or so after breakfast but Dax felt like taking a nap again.

Who was going to stop him?

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The nap took a lot longer than he had expected it to. When he looked out of the window and into the garden outside, the sun was much higher in the sky than it had been when he had first awoken.

Dax blinked at it, slowly rubbing the sleep out of his eyes with the cuff of his sleeve.

He wasn't hungry again yet, so it couldn't be lunch time yet. So there was some time to look around the garden in the daylight. With the sheer amount of flowering bushes stuffed into every nook and cranny, they were very obviously objects that Dythos had been interested in. With that logic the flowers weren't something that neither the guards or System could complain about him looking at.

After quickly running his fingers through his hair to make it look like he had actually brushed it at some point over the past few days, Dax made a beeline for the gravel path.