Your God

"Salavation! Safety! Love! Acceptance! I promise this all to you." Astris parades around proudly, arms in the air, preaching about her religion. "I am the child of the moon! I have powers beyond your understanding. I will deliver you to the next plane of existence, the next world! When the world collapses you all will survive with me!" Toskals begin to gather around her as she marches. She smirks briefly at the crowd gathering around her. "Who here wants to be saved?" Most toskals shrug Astris as a lunatic and walk away. They wouldn't be entirely wrong. Astris is no god and she knows this. Why is she doing this then? It's quite simple. She's bored. What's more fun than leading a cult? Having hundreds of toskals worship you? It sounds like a dream; At least, to Astris it does.