"And so it begins..."
It was too much. Way, way, way too much.
Lethia had entered the large temple, and normally, she would've been able to appreciate it's beauty. Not this time. She had to close her eyes and place her fingertips at her temple. Her senses were on overload as new sensations began to overwhelm her. That tile on the floor was a little crooked, suffering through too many heels stomping on it in it's youth. So what if she fixed the angle...? That fountain, it had too much water flowing out compared to normal days, maybe if it would lessen a little...
Suddenly, Lethia's mind grew still, no longer sensing any of that nagging OCD-esque thoughts. In confusion, she opened her eyes to no longer see anything out of order. The fountain's water flow was slightly less than before, and that tile was no longer crooked. She couldn't tell where it was anymore, actually. She blinked a couple of times before realizing that everything had a new feeling of tranquility and order.
What was going on?
Could this have something to do with her becoming a goddess? Almost immediately, Lethia scoffed at that thought. What would she be a goddess of? OCD-ness? The need for everything to be perfect? That didn't quite fit with herself. Nevertheless, something was going on, something that had changed Lethia's mind forever, and she couldn't tell if it was a good thing or bad.
It was good. Right? Hopefully.
Spotting a group of people chattering near the newly balanced fountain, Lethia drifted silently over to them, halting once she was about 10 feet away from them. Social interaction wasn't her forte, but she felt more at east as she discovered other people here as well. She stared at them in turn, feeling new thoughts swirl around her head.
Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
She couldn't decipher her new thoughts, they were being muddled and garbled. What was going on? What was her subconscious trying to tell her? Until she figured it out, her head began to ache once again.