He Who Fights With Monsters 7 (He Who Fights with Monsters, #7)

by Shirtaloon

“Did you use your half-cooked god powers to change my clothes?” “Nope,” Jason lied. “You were wearing that the whole time.”

“Okay. Sexy teacher Farrah time it is.” “Are you looking to get spanked?” “Is that a trick question? I have been a naughty boy.” “That’s enough out of you,” Farrah said. “Yes, Mistress.” Farrah shook her head. “At least that brings us to the first and most important thing you need to know, which is that everything about you is bad and you shouldn’t do it.”

“Could you strive for my best?” Farrah asked. “It’s just that, you know… I’ve seen your best.”

“When worlds end, you are the arbiter. When gods fall, you are the instrument. Herald of annihilation, come forth and be my harbinger. I have doom to bring.”

If you don’t have anything to buy, Rufus, get an ice cream or something.” “What’s an ice cream?” Rufus asked. A look of panic crossed Farrah’s face. “Jason, you have to invent ice cream.

We need to learn more and keep an eye out for opportunities to get some control. It’s boldness to act in the right moment and recklessness to act in the wrong one. I need to stop being the latter and aim for the former.”

“Respect is earned,” Jason said wearily. “And lost.”

Never lie when the truth can lie for you, and don't do things for one reason if you can do them for two.

“Jason is a fool. A mad idiot who makes one terrible choice after another. But sometimes we need the passion of young fools. They will make the choices that the sensible and wise will not. They challenge the impossible.