I bit my tongue to avoid snapping back with the first thing that came to my mind. The previous admin had been someone who I could almost call a friend, even though he was more or less a higher power. At the very least, we had a lot of comfortable and enjoyable conversations, though he was often cryptic and regularly dodged my questions about bigger picture stuff.This admin was not particularly interested in me at all. That much had been apparent from our first meeting, and she only had any tolerance for me because I could possibly help her achieve her goals. I had kind of hoped that once I passed her test she would warm up to me, but that did not seem to be the case.Immediately, I crossed off half the questions from my mental list of things to ask her. I wasn’t sure how much time she would give me, and I didn’t want to anger her with the wrong questions. There were things I wanted to know about myself, [Metasurvival], and how I fit in to the multiverse as a whole—as well as the metaverse beyond it, and the Engine of Reincarnation—which the previous admin had repeatedly avoided answering, despite my prodding and our so-called friendship. This admin wasn’t one I would get those answers from, either.I should keep my questions to things about this world, things that she’d be inclined to answer because it would put me in a better position to fulfill the blessing she gave me, I thought as I debated the first thing I would say, now that I had her attention.“Thank you for speaking with me,” I started, figuring some obsequiousness couldn’t hurt.The admin rolled her eyes. “Get on with it, I’ve got things to do.”Can’t you basically freeze time? How can you be busy? I couldn’t ask that, though, unless I wanted to risk being shunned again. Who knew how long it would be before she gave me another chance to ask questions. Instead, I focused on my more immediate concerns. “You want me to bring the Blood Bond (...)