
“that’s a little r e d u n d a n t isn’t it? ” why would ky need to pray to anyone? he never believed in an all powerful god – why should he pray to one? especially when a god ( even if they disliked each other ) was right before him.
so, he put his hands together; mocking the usual hands to a prayer. it was all for show ( of course ), but even ky couldn’t deny the twisted grin that spread across his lips.
“oh, thor, god of thunder, i pray for you to… die
a horrible and gruesome death at my hands.”