Doubting Authority

"Why did you do it?" Ania asked quietly as her soft lips quivered. 

Exile raised an eyebrow at this question. She had asked to speak with him before he returned to the Divine Realms. "Do what?"

"You know..." A solitary tear ran down her cheek. "Why did you really abandon the warmth that you used to give off for this coldness? A lot of people have switched to other gods in the Pantheon because they don't see any real benefit from worshipping you now."

'Ah, so that's it....' Exile thought about this question for a while. "I needed more power..."

Ania shot a sideways, surprised glance at him. As she studied his face, she realised that he seemed more human than she realised. "How does it give you more power?"