The Fork God

The man had committed every evil imaginable in his life, boasting to those around him that he had sold his soul to the devil.

One day, while the man was alone in his room, he felt a presence behind him and turned around.

There stood a large cat holding something that looked like a long spear with a three-pronged tip.

"Are you, by any chance, the devil?"

"Goodness no, I am a god."

"A god? Then what is that spear? Anyone can see that's a spear carried by a devil."

"Oh, this? It's a fork."

"A fork? What on earth do you use such a huge fork for?"

The cat claiming to be a god looked troubled.

"Do you want to know how to use it?"

"Yes, I do. If you're a god and not a devil, then show me how to use that fork."

"I suppose I have no choice. You use it like this."

The cat used its large fork to pierce the man's body straight through.

The man, his body pierced by the fork, said with his dying breath,

"...Why... you're a god, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am a god. A god of death, that is."

I participated in the project by Tarahakani.