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"
One
of
the
new
gods
—
Shadow
suspected
it
was
a
drug
from
the
way
it
smiled
and
spangled
and
shivered
—
said
,
"
But
Mister
World
said
—
"
"
There
was
no
Mister
World
.
There
never
was
.
He
was
just
another
one
of
you
bastards
trying
to
feed
on
the
chaos
he
created
.
"
He
could
see
that
they
believed
him
,
and
he
could
see
the
hurt
in
their
eyes
.
Shadow
shook
his
head
.
"
You
know
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
think
I
would
rather
be
a
man
than
a
god
.
We
don
’
t
need
anyone
to
believe
in
us
.
We
just
keep
going
anyhow
.
It
’
s
what
we
do
.
"
There
was
silence
,
in
the
high
place
.
And
then
,
with
a
shocking
crack
,
the
lightning
bolt
frozen
in
the
sky
crashed
to
the
mountaintop
,
and
the
arena
went
entirely
dark
.
They
glowed
,
many
of
those
presences
,
in
the
darkness
.
Shadow
wondered
if
they
were
going
to
argue
with
him
,
to
attack
him
,
to
try
to
kill
him
.
He
waited
for
some
kind
of
response
.
And
then
Shadow
realized
that
the
lights
were
going
out
.
The
gods
were
leaving
that
place
,
first
in
handfuls
,
and
then
by
scores
,
and
finally
in
their
hundreds
.
A
spider
the
size
of
a
rottweiler
scuttled
heavily
toward
him
,
on
seven
legs
;
its
cluster
of
eyes
glowed
faintly
.
