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[occupiesvitalregions]

[Ol' Gil has a lot on his mind lately, one of which is this:]

hypothetically

if the door stopped doing it's thing and bad shit stopped happening, and the gods were able to send us home,

would you choose to stay here? why??

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[occupiesvitalregions]

That's his name! I mean, that's what we call him. God. There's just one.

[He hasn't been religious in a very long time, but those Templar Knights roots of his run deep.]

There's just-- religion and science. Science explains a lot but not everything yet. They don't always meet eye to eye, either. It's complicated.

[blessedmaiden]

Maybe in your world, in mine there's more than one. And at least ours introduced himself, even before I met him. I don't know, it feels a bit distant just to call him 'God'... but to each world its own, right?

[She is frowning, from her point of view he's basically saying 'we don't have all answers so we just say it's God doing that' but... she does respect different cultures. At least their god didn't just say 'I don't know' like hers... right?]

I see. So scientists and your God don't meet eye to eye... couldn't they just have a good, long discussion and fix everything?

[occupiesvitalregions]

They've been discussing it for centuries and it hasn't quite worked yet. I'm not holding my breath. And meeting God isn't a thing we really do. Sorta. I mean, not until you're dead I guess? Look, a lot of this goes on faith, it's hard to describe.

[He's really not the best candidate to be talking about this. Somewhere in the universe, the other Nations are groaning at him.]