This choice: Granius, Goddess of Earth • Go Back...Chapter #5Grannies, Goddess of Earth by: Hole   The torso and head of a dark skinned woman, no arms or lower half in sight. Despite the obvious lack of important body parts, she still looked as healthy and calm as possible. She only wore a black witch hat on her head and the only covering over her massive pair of breasts were a couple strands of her long green hair.
“Wha- Who are you?”
“Tsk, seriously?” the reduced woman said annoyed.
“What?”
“You’re studying magic, and you can’t even recognize your patron goddess?”
“Patron goddess? Wait, you’re Granius?”
“The fact it took you this long to realize offends me.”
Granius, the goddess of the earth, the source of all magic in the world. It was said that the goddess takes many forms, often incorporating various human, animal, or monstrous elements. But one thing consistent among all of them is that she has the head of a beautiful woman and a motherly bosom. It was, officially, the explanation for why so many magical creatures have human heads and torsos, but Melona thought that the priests who wrote that part were just being horny, but apparently they were right. That was currently all that this goddess was, a beautiful woman’s head and her chest.
That was until several tendrils of energy formed from her empty shoulder, each glowing brighter and brighter until, in a flash of light, they disappeared in place of a fully formed arm made entirely of twisted tree branches, ending in a hand that was pinching the bridge of Granius’s nose.
“How utterly disappointing. It’s astonishing how every generation or mortal witches manages to disappoint me in some way.”
“Eh… Uh… That can’t be true. I’m sure another witch from my generation makes up for me, right?”
Another arm suddenly grew out of Granius’s remaining empty shoulder, this one pointing right in Melona’s face, but this one was made entirely of stone. “That kind of thinking is what allows weak links like you to exist. Every witch in every generation should strive for mastery of my art.”
Her art, huh? Well as arrogant as it sounded, it wasn’t wrong. Magic came from the Earth itself, and as the Goddess of Earth, she controlled how it worked, earning her the moniker ‘The Patroness of Witchcraft,’ but she could’ve at least been more polite about it.
“And you, Melona Pearsly,” A loud click was heard from below. The human girl looked down and saw a pair of deer hooves, as well as a whole deer body, was now below Granius, making her like a type of centaur. She took a step forward, her new hooves clopping as she did so. “Are among the biggest disappointments of this generation.”
Melona blinked at the sudden chastizing. It wasn’t the first time she’d been cruelly demeaned for her magic capability, or lack thereof. But hearing it from the divine Patroness herself added extra sting to it, especially with how extra harsh she was making it.
“So much potential in you from birth, and you’ve squandered it. Instead of reaching up to that potential, you’re instead coasting by in the academy with no accomplishments.”
Melona felt tears start to form in her eyes. “I… I’m trying at least-”
“Everyone can try! All I care about is achievements, of which you have none.”
The failure of a witch sniffled as she tried and failed to hold back her tears. Why the hell was this goddess being so mean to her all of a sudden? Well the answer was obvious to Melona, at least. She had known for a long time and didn’t want to admit it. Now the Patroness was forcing her to face it.
“So as your goddess, I’m going to change that. I expect you to not waste this chance.”
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