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"Smoked and grilled... hm."

[ Hien thinking to himself that smoking stuff only works if he has hours of time, and he doesn't have that right now. ]

"Alright. Then how about grilled salmon and tempura shrimp udon?"

[HELL YEAH.]

Yeah! Let's go!

[Just sets off in a direction but like still kind of facing Hien as he goes. Does he even know where they're going.]

We should do a cooking competition next! Tokinaga can't get mad at me for that! Not this time, though.

[HE doesn't want to WORK he just wants to EAT. me too my guy]

[ fuckin mood. Hien realizes the problem and this is troubling because the maze shifts how ever the fuck it wants at any given time, so. He grabs Obikawa's hand... or at least tries to. Nothing stopping Obikawa from being a Lil shit and moving his hand away.

Because Hien attempts to teleport them both to the monochrome kitchen.

They land on the stove. ]

[HE WON'T NOODLE AWAY if only because this version of Hien is not the one that makes his hair stand on end. So there's just like a curious racoon sort of look in the split second before they LAND ON THE STOVE.]

Woah—! Kitchen?!

[Probably squishes Hien a bit in his surprised scramble to right himself.]

[ oof

He ends up being squished a bit but he wiggles out and onto the floor. ]

"It gives weird vibes from time to time, but it should be fine."

[ like him feeling like he's at the judges panel where he gets war flashbacks to five star michelin restaurant experiences that he wishes he never had. All experiences are worthy, except that one. ]

[Hops down onto the floor after him.]

Weird vibes? What kind?

[He does not seem too concerned though. HE DOESN'T HAVE WAR FLASHBACKS TO FIVE STAR MICHELIN EXPERIENCES. Hien why. Also whaps his shoulder.]

I didn't know you could do that? [The way he sounds kind of questioning because he actually has a lot of new information about Hien to sort through, my god.]

"It's not very reliable when there's some sort of power suppression in place."

[ aka i make him go to funny places that he doesn't wanna go to

Why is his shoulder being whapped... help him ]

[HE'S JUST TACTILE. Always whappin people...]

It's stupid. [The power suppression. HE WOULDN'T HAVE ENDED UP IN THE DAMN RIVER TWICE WITHOUT IT.] But that's just what happens when you go into someone else's domain.

[ Hien figures that Obikawa is more familiar with "domains" more than anything else, which is a great comparison point to, say, worlds or pocket dimensions. ]

"They want insurance that they won't get attacked too badly in their own territory. It would be pretty embarrassing otherwise, right?"

It would be funny! [IT'D BE HILARIOUS.] But I can't be too mad, since I was the one who decided to come in here.

[If he had been whisked away into a jamjar things would be different...]

"I do wonder... what could someone like you want so badly?"

[ It's not like desire is absent in gods--in fact, there's plenty of it from what Hien has experienced by seeing others who also claim to be gods, but...

He goes to gather ingredients when he has his vision back for a moment. ]

"Though I guess the same could be said for me too."

Aren't we all here for the same reason?

[Said with genuine bafflement. Sometimes you are both smart and also a simpleton who's like oh time to go into the void to get this person back. The idea that someone could roll in with an entirely different reason has not yet occurred to his ass.]

"Technically, yeah. But I don't know what everyone wants."

[ Maybe it's better for him that his powers are nerfed also so that I don't infomod ]

[HELP ME]

Just different people, right? [He does not find it very imperative to ask who the people here have come for; just knowing that alone is enough for him. Shuffles over while he's doing whatever the hell to watch more closely...]

[ Hien still has his sight on so he's doing ingredient prep. He wants to put crab meat in there so he's snapping crabs in half in the sink with his bare hands. ]

"Something like that."

[ laughs in (redacted that you already know) ]

[I GRIP YOU LIKE A GRAPE

Obikawa just watches him crack these crabs while i aki grimace thinking about the number of times ive fucking stabbed myself with crab shell bits. He's kind of just quiet and watching for a little while, before abruptly starting with:]

The part of you I kept is showing me things.

[An insane way of saying he's memory leeching.]

[ hehe

thats a mood though. I need gloves too but hien just not giving a shit. It's fine... ]

"Yeah? Bet they suck."

[ He has many bad memories, but he also has good memories too... just that the bad memories are Bad. ]

[HIEN... he has the hands of an old grandma who can just stick the naan in the oven and peel it off the wall just fine.]

There's not a lot of full memories, probably because you're not still there. [Pats his tummy.] But there's stuff about your home and the overseers and things like that.

[Hien being a lil softie with cursed hands... The fuckin la creatura that he's still not sure how to approach. Spooky. Alula vibes but worse.]

[ At least he's easier to approach when he looks like a humanoid! Hien really has the hands of a cook where they can touch the fuckin grill and be like "okay that's the right temperature" fuckin wild.

Ingredient prep is still in process. Hien hopes that his vision will stay with him throughout this process (it will because I'll be nice to him this one time). ]

"My home and Overseers, huh... Are you interested? It's probably not that interesting to a god like you though, unless you get off on suffering or something."

[It's true... HELP THOUGH NOT LIKE THIS HIS GRILL HANDS. Good for him and his non-flickering vision though. For once.]

I'm curious but I'm not into that kind of stuff.

[HE'S NOT A SADIST!!!!]

Is it all suffering?

"I dunno what you saw, but I have as many good memories as bad ones."

[ Hien is only partially a sadist. looks at his aggro quota ]

"You can ask me whatever you want, but I can't guarantee that the answers will be interesting."

[Only partially huh.

But this is fine, because he is a curious soul even if his meandering curiosity doesn't always have a straightforward shape or form. His first question is pretty vague, accordingly.]

How come you guys were made? You were, right? Because you were human once.

"Yeah. Well... I was. The others... one was a human at some point before turning into something else and then becoming an Overseer and the other was some offspring of demigods but extremely diluted down the family line. As for the reason why? I dunno. This guy who's the metaphysical concept of destruction made me at the whims of some human who manipulated to kill me when I was human for kicks because they both thought it was funny at the time. They probably still do."

[ He shrugs. ]

[The vibes are just big ??? girl what the hell.]

That's stupid.

[He may be a god but at least he isn't a cosmic chaos entity that just fuckin does whatever the hell at any point in time because it's funnee.]

Do they not care that you're going to eat everything? Doesn't that include them? Are they stupid?

"They can destroy the invincible, the indestructible, and whatever else. And I guess that also means me. 'I put you into this world and I can take you back out' or something."

[ cooking time... cooking time... ]

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