Raising Gods in the Age of the Old Ones

When the overworked office drone dropped dead, the coffee at his desk was still steaming. When he opened his eyes again, he had become a blue-haired goddess. Unfortunately, that wasn’t covered by workers’ compensation. In a ruined temple, she found a divine egg. The child that hatched from it took her for its only source of comfort and clung to her all day long. The old gods of this world were busy indulging themselves, while the new gods were busy devouring one another. She didn’t have lofty ambitions. She just wanted to raise the child and bring a little order to the world. Later, when the child grew up, the first thing it did was ask to marry her. The overworked drone thought it over and decided that was even harder to stomach than the empty promises her boss made.