Arbiter looked calmly at the mortal that stared back. Why had you not saved them? the mortal had asked. Or perhaps, Why do you test us this way? It did not matter. The question was the same They always heard.

Why do you curse us?

And yet, Arbiter was silent. They did not curse mortals. They were not responsible for their flaws, for the flaws of those around them. In truth, They had very little to do with people after their creation. And yet the mortals spurned Them still. Their free will was given as a gift, and they used it against the gods. There was no answer They could give that would satisfy; and as such, They simply remained silent. How irritating.