Story based on this post (thanks @astercontrol for the inspiration, and to the anonymous poster for the question to Aster that started it all).
Beck’s always had a bit of an… odd relationship with how he sees the Users.
He’s not- it’s not that he doesn’t believe in them. Everyone comes from somewhere - Programs from Users, ISOs from the Sea, Users from… other Users, according to Tron, though Beck does not want to know how given the mere recollection makes the Monitor visibly nauseous. And Flynn might be near-mythical to a lowly Mechanic like Beck but he definitely exists.
It’s just… Beck’s not entirely sure they’re worthy of being prayed to. So he doesn’t. If he needs luck, he prays to Luck. If he needs strength or persistence, he prays to the Storms. If he needs resilience or hope or miracles, he prays to the Grid. Sometimes they even answer.
All things whose nature he knows and can trust in. Not fickle mortal beings, no matter how godlike.
Oh WOW!!
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