“You can’t claim him! He’s my child” Ran says. 

“You saw what happened last time to him.” The man says.  He is a tall man with ink and paint all over his face.

“What's going on here?” I say “what are you guys fighting about?” 

“Will you see child-” Ran says. 

“I am the god who is going to claim you this time!” he says 

“Narangerel” Ran cuts in “we haven't decided yet”

“What are you saying? Am I not a child of Ran anymore” I look at the gods. What gods as in plural what did Ran just call that man Narangerel as in the god. “What's going on!” I say.

“We are talking about who should claim you,” Ran says.

“And it’s going to be me!” Narangerel says.

“Huh? You guys are fighting about who claims me.” I say.

“No” Narangerel says “yes” Ran says.

“Why?” I say

“We like your person” Ran and Narangerel say.

“This might be stupid but why not both of you guys claim me?”

“That’s a good Idea” Narangerel says.

“Not bad” Ran says.

As they talk Elliot vision goes blurry and he wakes up in a bed in the temple. With the priest sitting next to him. The room is clean and comfortable. The bed Elliot is in is a king size bed with fluffy bedding.

“Huh? Where am I” I say.

“During the claiming ceremony you pass out” the priest says.