94 Mimir

{MIMIR POV}

{REALM: ???}

{DEPTH ???}

"Dammit!"

Reappearing in the safety and solitude of her library, the Mimir couldn't help but curse as she tossed and stomped her feet on her very delicate floors. Normally, she wouldn't even be this mad if her very library would suddenly catch on fire, but this was different.

Her Champion had died before the Game could even properly begin.

"Where did I go wrong?! I was right! I knew everything going forward!"

The spectacled goddess took one look at one of her many empty books and summoned them to her side. Gritting her teeth, she grabbed them from the air and did her best to tear them to shreds. Only, she wasn't the strongest of the gods physically as her enchanted books refused to yield. Around her, her librarians looked at her with concern and fear, their minds all thinking as one as they watched their head librarian lose her composure.

"I'm not wrong! There must've been something that screwed with my calculations!"

Her hands still clamming against the book in her grip, Mimir's mind flew at the speed of light as she replayed the death of her Champion again and again, hoping to find something that would explain the failure of what was supposedly the most brilliant mind of his century. Luke was her personal choice, someone that clearly shared her values of learning and using knowledge to their fullest while also exuding power and wisdom. The mortal's wish even aligned with hers in that he only wanted to spend time in her library, uncaring of the game that was thrust upon them and the responsibilities that came with it.

In fact, the only reason Mimir even participated was because it was required of her. As much as she didn't want to deal with the constant politics that her brothers and sisters participated in, the game was something that she had to take into account into her calculations. She held all the knowledge in the world, after all, and it was through her ideas that the mortals could even draw from their power in the first place.

"U-Uhmm... Lady Mimir?"

Mimir's gaze quickly turned to face the poor librarian that dared to interrupt her. "What is it?!"

"U-Uhh... may I grab that book, my lady?"

The goddess followed the librarian's gaze, only for it to land on the same book that she had been trying to tear apart for a while now. Her cheeks flushed with both anger and embarrassment, Mimir handed the book over the librarian for safekeeping. It would be a waste to destroy precious resources, after all.

With her steam slowly disappearing, Mimir let herself sit down on her office chair, sinking into the cushions as she let out a disappointed sigh. She didn't plan on really winning, but she at least wanted to see her Champion last until the latter half of the Deep Blue. And she gave him a cool power too...

"Sulking, my dear sister?"

Mimir's eyes narrowed as she saw one Kali appear before her with a splash of water. Nothing got wet, of course. Her elder sister was more in control than little Nyx could ever hope of being.

"Here to gloat, Big Sister?" Mimir grumbled with a roll of her eyes. "Why are you even here? Leaving your Champion alone to fend for herself?"

"I'm but one of many," Kali elegantly replied as she sat on the chair in front of her. "You know that."

"Fair enough," Mimir shrugged. "I sometimes forget you have multiple clones of you."

Kali smiled, and Mimir felt a bit of her frustrations leave her at the pleasant company. Her eldest sister just had a calming effect on her for some reason. But then again, Kali was like that to all of them.

"I came here to check on you, Mimir," Kali's clone stated. "Losing your Champion this early must be frustrating."

"That just means I was.... I was wrong," she spat out with a petulant pettiness. "It's a learning experience, at least. Knowledge doesn't translate to fighting prowess even if the power given to them was practically suited to their strengths."

"Some things just happen sometimes. The flow cannot be stopped even by those that know enough to understand it," Kali sagely stated. "What will you do now?"

"I don't know... Watch the rest maybe?" Mimir sighed as she put her head on her desk. "Also, it's not like you to check on me like this. I know we're good friends, but..."

"Let's just say that I'm trying to better myself," Kali vaguely replied.

The Goddess of Knowledge narrowed her eyes at such a response. Better herself? It sounded more like her eldest sister was trying to make amends to someone. But to who? To herself?

"I know that look, Mimir. Stop it," Kali warned.

"Fine. Keep your secrets. Not like I won't know them soon enough anyway," Mimir sighed. "Can't believe little Nyx's Champion actually got to me."

"She's just full of surprises, isn't she?" the Goddess of Flow chuckled. "She's trying to prove herself to us, you know?"

"You think I don't know, Big Sister?" she scoffed.

"Then you should know that she has suffered from... us for long enough."

Mimir clicked her tongue at such a notion. Nyx was a little mischievous gremlin. One that she loved as a sister, of course, but one that she also loathed for being chaos incarnate, especially after the little shvt trashed her library for no reason.

"She deserves it," Mimir insisted. "Unless she actually acts like the goddess that she is, I'll keep her at arms length."

"Like the others then? You know they have their own plans for this game."

Mimir rolled her eyes. "Look, I don't care what happens. Keep me out of the sibling politics," she grumbled as she willed one of her many books on the shelf to come to her. "Whoever wins, so long as they leave me in peace, I'm fine with it."

"Very well... As usual, if you wish for a place of relaxation, Manidvipa is open to you."

As usual with her clones, Mimir simply watched as the Kali in front of her disintegrated into a puddle of water, one that was quickly mopped up by one of her many librarians as she sighed. She was out of the game now, but that didn't mean that she wasn't done learning.

"I'll give this to you, little Nyx... You're quite smart when you put your mind to it."

This was a lesson to Mimir. A lesson stating that despite having all the knowledge in reality at her disposal, she could still fail to the great equalizer that is chaos.