The Unnamed God. I'm really Not a God You Guys!

Of course. 

Of fucking course! 

Welcome to The Unnamed God Sect. 

Today we are studying the effect of "flags". 

In this specific case, how I fucked up by bragging. 

It was an emotional moment.

Gran was down, I may have said stuff to cheer her up. 

Now at the horizon is showing up a literal army. 

One that I may have to fight very soon. 

Well, a very peculiar one. 

There is something very wrong with the scene in front of me. 

These are no soldiers; these are clearly beggars! 

They all look especially destitute. 

I'm not even sure what the fuck is happening right now. 

To make matters worse they are heading straight at us. 

Every time we try to move sideways, they change their course.

Are they going to try and rob us? 

Is this what it is? 

Will they beg us for food? 

All of our provisions wouldn't suffice to feed this army.

Somehow there are at least a thousand off them. 

Now comes the issue. 

I can probably beat them. 

If I throw illusion magic in the mix. 

But by then, chances are they'll rampage.

It would be a massacre. 

For both sides. 

Should I try to intimidate them? 

That is when Gran exclaims.

"I think I know who they are.

Followers of the Wanderer god."

Thinking back on it that's my First Elder's previous god. 

[Wait, why are they in a pack then?!] 

This makes no sense. 

"Shall we go talk to them?"

If this devolves into a fight…

[Stay here Gran. I got this.] 

I grab a horse. 

Then I valiantly ride …for a few meters. 

Then I lose control. 

Yeah, fuck it. 

I valiantly jog toward them. 

[Hey guys, what's up?] 

They not only seem like beggars. 

They also smell like ones. 

A man that seems to have seen better days answers me. 

"You guys have nice carriages, don't you think?"

Oh god, that fucker is trying to rob us. 

[Yes, but I'm sure you wouldn't like them.] 

"Oh? I think otherwise." 

[Who are you guys exactly?] 

Another one replies.

"Children of the Wanderer god."

[What do you want?] 

That's when many join the conversation. 

"They kept trying to stop us."

"All said we couldn't wander on their lands."

"Now they can't stop us anymore."

"We go wherever the wind takes us."

[Look guys, you should stay far away from these carriages.] 

"No way."

"We like those very much you see."

"Indeed."

[Even if it comes down to a fight?] 

"Of course."

"We are not scared of fighting."

"Yes, we only fear being restrained."

"As long as THAT doesn't happen to us."

I see them all shiver. 

Wait this is an opportunity! 

I need to know what scares them.

Not that they'll tell me but…

[That?] 

"What happened to him."

"Horrible, simply horrible."

"He got taken in by the Moon Keep."

"Such a shame."

[Wait! Are you talking about …the undefeatable warrior?!] 

"You know him?"

"Well, he was well known a while back."

"True, at least he's in peace now."

[Eh, he's not dead you know?] 

I see them look confused. 

[Look, I'm actually his friend. 

We escaped from the Moon Keep together!] 

"This sounds farfetched."

"If he escaped why is the Wanderer championless?" 

[Wait, what did you guys say?! Champion?!] 

"Indeed, he was the wanderer's champion."

"Didn't you know him?"

Oh shit, there is no way I can tell them I converted him. 

"He's hiding something!"

"Shall we try and guess what it is?"

"May as well."

All good there is no way they could guess the truth.

"He doesn't really know him."

"He's actually dead."

"He's been turned into a duck."

[What are you guys doing?] 

They are just saying weird stuff while looking intently at me. 

"He's lost his power somehow."

Wait, are they trying to get a reaction out of me? 

All good I have been training my acting! 

"He has been turned into a woman."

"He decided to worship a new god."

"Ah, this is it."

"Yep, no doubt." 

"Wow."

How the hell?! 

Guess I really do suck at making a poker face. 

"Tell us, who is he worshipping now?"

"Hurry and say it."

Should I just run away? 

Should I attack them without a warning? 

I have no clue. 

Somehow, they don't seem mad. 

Simply curious.

I'm not exactly sure how to act. 

Guess I'll go with the flow for now. 

[He joined The Unnamed God Sect.] 

Then starts a long talk about what this entails. 

In great detail. 

Let's just say my friends are seriously wondering what the hell is happening. 

There is one point the wanderers pay particular attention to. 

"So, this god lets people do whatever they want?" 

[Yep.]

"What if I just want to wander?"

[Then you can do it.]

"But the Wanderer God already has that covered."

[You can worship him if you want.]

"So you can follow other gods while following this Unnamed God?"

"This doesn't make sense."

"Perhaps it is a chameleon god? Whatever goes"

"Maybe it's a cuckold good? You worship him in theory but really pray to another."

Then they start arguing about the most likely situation. 

What the fuck. 

When did my trolling become a cuckold chameleon god?! 

[Wait, guys! So, are we cool? We don't have to fight, right?] 

"Eh? Why would we fight?"

"We just want to wander around."

"Ah, but we will if someone tries to chain us."

[Wait, earlier you guys said you wanted our carriages...]

"We just said we like them."

"Yep, we want to see them."

Ah…there was no underlying threat at all. 

Just me overthinking. 

[Sure, follow me. 

Be careful, however. 

Don't want to start a stampede.] 

They all nod. 

Yes, all thousand of them. 

This is getting kind of ridiculous.

Before long I explain the situation to the actors. 

They are surprised but quickly they start a show. 

One about a man leaving his family behind to explore the world.

That gets all of them clapping. 

All thousand of them. 

This is ridiculous. 

This is the kind of character that is usually hated.

The worthless dad leaving his family behind. 

Or the mother in some cases, you know gender equality. 

Before long they are pleased and happy. 

They decide to settle for the night.

That is when Gran comes closer. 

Apparently, she has an idea that could potentially benefit us. 

A risky one that could actually work.