Book Six: Chapter 105

“It was a bit more nuanced than that, but yes.” She smiled weakly, then handed him a mug of cocoa. “So let’s fast forward the conversation a bit. What do you know about the gods? The old ones?”

“Like C’thulhu and stuff?”

“Not the ancient ones. Think of Poseidon and the others.”

“Ah, yes, the Greek gods. Or Roman.” He scratched his chin. “I never could keep them straight.”

“Greek. But that makes for a perfect segue. Mythologically speaking, which gods actually existed? They couldn’t all be real, could they?”

“We know that God is sort of real.” This came from Kisa. “He sent one of his angels to our house earlier this year.”

“Really?” Mrs. Claus’ eyes went wide. “What happened there?”

“Long story, but my friend Death accidentally triggered some conditions of the Apocalypse, so an angel came looking for him. It took them a long time to find him, they actually damaged the geas because I guess God or whoever was looking so hard that it disrupted e