(Bell POV)
When Hestia starts to carve the falna in my soul, i sudently remember.
I remember my old life, my death, and I remember my wish.
Gods in this world can see the memories of who they bless, so i know Hestia now knows about my reincarnator status, the fact that I notice her flinch reinforces the fact.
Hestia finishes carving my falna and I stand up, we just stare at each other for a few moments.
"Are you okay?" She asks me in concern.
"I am in peace with my death and my second chance in life. But I am the one who should be asking "are you are alright?". Can't be easy knowing your entire existence is an anime!" I reply.
I may never have seen danmachi, but I know of it's existence and bits and pieces of lore from word of mouth.
Discovering you are a work of fiction... I can see people going mad for way less!
Hestia shooks her head.
"Don't worry, I am ok. It is a bit of an existencial crisis to know how small we gods are in the grand skeam of things, but I am more worried about you, you died for heaven's sake! You lost your home, your family." Hestia gets teary eyed.
I guess that is the godess of home and hearth for you... more woried about someone who can't go back home then with her own existencial crisis.
I hug her and we spend the night conforting each other. I can check my sacred gear and stats at a later date.