When Lukas woke up, the sun was beaming in his face. Or at least it should have been, if not for the 2 ugly bastards blocking it.
"God?"
"Ygroa?"
He noticed that one of the 2 goblins was the same one who poked him with the spear. Smiling, Lukas thought, 'Yep. I'm your god now.'
Then, putting on that stoic face just as quickly, he rose to his feet. Scattered surprised chatter rose from the crowd as they watched.
"Food not dead?"
"He's our god, not food!"
"Th-this can't be..." The Goblin Lord's stammer was somehow louder than the entire crowd.
As he watched Lukas rise, somehow alive even though the hero stabbed himself in the chest, he knew one thing. Whether or not the hero was actually a god, these goblins would view him as a god.
His time as a rich lord who lived lavishly as his people suffered would be over. Every day he would live his life licking this man's boots just to feel a little bit of this life he lost.
Anger rising in the Lord, he vowed to destroy that future.
"You are no god!" he screeched, his lard shaking wildly. The goblins surrounding him suddenly stopped talking.
"He not god?"
"NOO!! Any hero can revive themselves, you idiots! He is merely playing us!" The Lord shouted as that goblin from earlier, Pokey, shook his head.
Turning to the goblin crowd, he said, "I get many heroes. We eats them. Do they revive?"
"Do they?"
"No, food stay ate. Good food."
"God revive. Food die."
A loud wave of understanding passed through the crowd. As Pokey's words clearly affected them, the Goblin Lord's face grew red.
'The sweat pouring from his face should melt all his butter belly away,' Lukas mused.
Then a light shone on the Goblin Lord's face. Apparently, he had thought of some last-ditch effort. Anything to prove Lukas wasn't actually a god.
Screaming at the top of his lungs, he bellowed, "IF HE IS A GOD, LET'S SEE HOW HE FARES AGAINST THE ARKINIA!!"
Then he tapped his belly 3 times, creating a loud sound as if it were a drum.
Rustle. Rustle.
Off in the distance, Lukas heard a faint sound that was intensifying rapidly.
The Arkinia.
Lukas couldn't help but laugh at the situation. Ever since he had landed, he had the Arkinia's favor.
After all, he was used to living like a spider. Hide in the dark, take meals the house's owner won't regret, all that stuff.
And he probably had some kind of connection to the dragon side. Like indomitable might and a really hot breath.
So it was no surprise to Lukas that when the Spigon leapt into the town square, he didn't attack Lukas.
Instead, he turned straight to the Goblin Lord and, pushing with his 2 front legs, pinned him to the ground.
Turning to Lukas, the Spigon did what he decided was a spider's version of smiling. As if it wanted to be called a good boy.
Returning his own smile, Lukas walked toward the Goblin Lord. The goblins who were desperate to eat him just moments ago now moved aside for him.
Looking down at the pitiful goblin, he turned to all the ones who had been under his rule.
They were poor: barely clothed and nearly completely lacking basic intelligence. Symptoms of a horrible leader.
All of the goblins stood at attention as he looked over them, wondering what their new benevolent god would say about their stupid leader.
"This goblin is no longer your leader. Tomorrow, I will grace you with a new one, one that will actually take care of you. Until then," Lukas turned back to the puny goblin, giving him a cold stare devoid of any real emotion. "You can do whatever you want to him."