Juna sat on top of the huge wall of TVs surrounding her divine realm.
She saw this inkblot she’d seen from time and time again to fix a few cracks she’d seen appearing a lot show up.
“Oh, you again.” Juna said, looking at the inkblot, though it was hard to tell because her hair always covered her eyes. She then flashed a wide smile. “Can’t you leave a godlike in peace?”
“…Only if you leave the Wall alone,” the Repairman muttered, absently fixing cracks here and there.
“…Wait…” a female voice called, from behind a TV, “…You know this goddess? She knows you?!”
She came out, revealing a smaller blue blob with an oversized green bow.
The Repairman shrugged.
“Had to come here a couple times, why?”
“She’s a godlike!” Marie shrieked. “You don’t just waltz into a place like this! What if you get smote?!”
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