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It seems alright, actually, from a short read of it. Just compress them into a paragraph.

Yes.

Fairly hard to detect sarcasm in writing. Not impossible, but hard. Especially in my current sleep-deprived state of vague stream-of-consciousness non sequiteurs.

He's made to take wrath, not knowledge. At the very least, he'd have constant, severe migraines from trying.

Gods trying to take the spheres of others never ends well.

It wouldn't matter if they had brains. They need only minds and Corvus' pool of knowledge is one of a GOD. A shade would definitely go insane if not suffer severe side effects trying to take in all of Corvus' knowledge.

Meanwhile, on the same night, in a slightly LESS dead part of the city.....
Nate Richards sighed. The bloody Arcana Hanged Man had wiped him. AGAIN. He had spent the last hour level grinding the party to kill said Arcana Shadow, and he ends up dying.
"Damn it. Last time I'm trying that with Nandi. Bloody useless."
He made a mental note to fuse Nandi off when he had time, and sat on his bed, sighing. Now that Nate had ragequit from playing Persona, and all his coursework was done, he was bored. It was a passing feeling, and as soon as he could be bothered, he'd probably re-attempt the Hanged Man. For now, he was merely content to look through his contacts to talk to a friend of his.
"Alex, no. Archie, no. Dave, no.
Dammit. All of them are busy."
He laid back on his bed and sighed. His friends no longer had time to hang out with him; Alex was busy helping out with the funeral services, Archie was with his girlfriend (again), and Dave was an intern. Meanwhile, Nate was studying history, mythology, and literature in college.

This was getting on his nerves, this boredom.

So, Nate took his headphones out and attached them to his phone, turning on a metal band. DragonForce, the phone said the band of the song he was listening to was. Rather whimsically, he snapped his fingers.
CRACK
Nate was blinded by a flash and deafened by a crack. When he recovered...
"Ow! What the hell was-"
He looked down.
Some THING had appeared in his room, at the foot of his bed. It was orange, like a warm fire. The creature seemed to be reptilian, a lizard. It's eyes glowed yellow, and it breathed rings of smoke. Instinctively, Nate knew it was female. And the creature, for some reason, seemed to instinctively believe that Nate was it's master, because it crouched, seemingly awaiting orders.
"Wha-what's going on?!

Full (Accidental) Act: Nate, through an accidental triggering of his Animalism ability, summons a Salamander, a long-extinct creature that was hunted for alchemical ingreidients, like it's tail, heart and scales. The Salamander is bound to Nate, and it will always follow and respect Nate's orders.

YAY

MORE RP FOR ME TO GET HOOKED ON

While I wait for LaFOTM to go back up. >.>

If you know the minds of all mortals, then you must be privy to many murder plans and usurpations and criminal  enterprises. Why not step in and break those up? That would be honorable, preserve life, and maybe net you some followers. Just a suggestion.

Godly interference? He's not that powerful, so he can't break up that many plans without risking revenge on his cult of old men.