The world had once more fallen to ruin. Once under the interference of the Gods and now, under the ambitions of the mortals. Yet, the blame could not still be placed entirely in the hands of these seemingly fragile creatures of Earth. For in the end, there would the endless cycle of time that would begin with the ending and be done with the start. As such is the case, the Goddess whose name had been inscribed in various vague contexts and even had been used as bases for various religious and mythical stories that the mortals had concludes as the history which was merged with the present, remained as a witness to all the proceedings of the her fellow Gods and to the greatest actors in the theater of life, the mortals.
Slumbering in her domain which had been a realm closed off from any visitors of the divine or not, she has yet to stir from her throne. There was only one entrance to her dominion and that was through a wooden door embraced with the tight chains of locks woven by the Goddess' powers. Regardless, she is well aware of the events transpiring far from her. It is due to her holding reign over life which is bestowed to all without discrimination, light that will continue to illuminate as to balance the existence of darkness, and time that will not wait for anyone and shall flow endlessly that she is knowledgeable about the happenings outside her realm. With such delicate matters in her hands, she had opted to be in solitude and would rest in her personal dimension as she sees fit.
This was the reason why her assigned throne at the Hall of Gods was filled with dusts and its stone structure crumbling from the flow of degradation. Unlike the others which represented them so brilliantly, the throne reserved for the Forbidden Maiden did not show anything but a void that shall not be filled anytime soon. In such events, it was only likely that the Goddess did not attend the council once more as she had always done. Although, it was not above her to send her embodiment as a sort of intermediary. Thus, it could be seen fluttering around the dilapidated throne.
Sprinkling a shimmering dust of light with the hue of purple, a black butterfly with pink accents on its hind wings flew around the throne. It served as a silent witness to the on goings of the council. The question whether to give humanity a chance to be restored by their own will or with the aid of the Divinities was the main concern. Yet, the answer seemed inevitable and once more the Gods will place a hand on the world once left alone to strive. At the same time, one of the Gods who is known as Arcturus seek the right to the souls which had always been in a systemic rotation among them. It had been given an irreversible process to ensure the stability of such delicate yet important part of mortal existence. However, the council had always been a conduit of many debates and understanding. Therefore, an argument was not unexpected.
The lone butterfly landed on the Sea God's shoulder. Its wings coming to a stop as most of the Gods had decided to choose a mortal that will represent themselves on Earth. Perhaps, it was also something that the Blind Goddess should do. Although, her stand had always been neutral. It does not mean she would not aid the world to have life once more. This was one of her responsibility to keep life in a constant circulation whatever form it may choose. However, the Goddess did not remain as a silent observer in the whole matter. Her words rang within the hall as if speaking directly into the minds of her fellow Deities.
"Time shall continue and Life will persist. Light in the end will still return. Our roles are predetermined by our nature. Yet, there are matters that will not be changed no matter how brazen or determined we are. My fellow Divinities, let the mortals that we chose bear the burden of our shortcomings and the regrets of this Earth. Let us once more renew their beliefs and our existence be known. This will be a new genesis."
On another separate realm the place most familiar as Earth, a lone solider looked at the wasted battlefields littered with the corpses of comrades and enemies. Some were still alive yet the wounds would lead most of them to their deaths soon enough. The same could be said about the condition of this soldier who walked through the deadly silent fields of war. At the same time, blood trickled to the ground painting it more with crimson tears. The source of this was the gashing bullet wound located at the stomach. There was also the matter of a broken right arm and some dislocated ribs.
"If there really is a god, please... let me die... I don't have anything left..."
Falling to the ground, the soldier did not have enough strength to go on. As for will power, there was no question as the person began crawling on the ground not minding the dirt and the dead bodies around. All that mattered was the instinct of survival and the belief of a goal.
"You have your life."
Somehow, a voice echoed as if deep within the consciousness. This startled the solider believing it to be a mere hallucination due to the condition of the body and mind. Yet, it continued on.
"If you do not want it pledged it all to me, Elysias."
The next thing Elysias recognized was the scent of soothing flowers and a butterfly in a distant before a brilliant light enveloped her completely. It was then she could feel her consciousness fading. At that time, she did not care what was happening for as her eyes closed, she knew that it was time for her to rest for now.
Slumbering in her domain which had been a realm closed off from any visitors of the divine or not, she has yet to stir from her throne. There was only one entrance to her dominion and that was through a wooden door embraced with the tight chains of locks woven by the Goddess' powers. Regardless, she is well aware of the events transpiring far from her. It is due to her holding reign over life which is bestowed to all without discrimination, light that will continue to illuminate as to balance the existence of darkness, and time that will not wait for anyone and shall flow endlessly that she is knowledgeable about the happenings outside her realm. With such delicate matters in her hands, she had opted to be in solitude and would rest in her personal dimension as she sees fit.
This was the reason why her assigned throne at the Hall of Gods was filled with dusts and its stone structure crumbling from the flow of degradation. Unlike the others which represented them so brilliantly, the throne reserved for the Forbidden Maiden did not show anything but a void that shall not be filled anytime soon. In such events, it was only likely that the Goddess did not attend the council once more as she had always done. Although, it was not above her to send her embodiment as a sort of intermediary. Thus, it could be seen fluttering around the dilapidated throne.
Sprinkling a shimmering dust of light with the hue of purple, a black butterfly with pink accents on its hind wings flew around the throne. It served as a silent witness to the on goings of the council. The question whether to give humanity a chance to be restored by their own will or with the aid of the Divinities was the main concern. Yet, the answer seemed inevitable and once more the Gods will place a hand on the world once left alone to strive. At the same time, one of the Gods who is known as Arcturus seek the right to the souls which had always been in a systemic rotation among them. It had been given an irreversible process to ensure the stability of such delicate yet important part of mortal existence. However, the council had always been a conduit of many debates and understanding. Therefore, an argument was not unexpected.
The lone butterfly landed on the Sea God's shoulder. Its wings coming to a stop as most of the Gods had decided to choose a mortal that will represent themselves on Earth. Perhaps, it was also something that the Blind Goddess should do. Although, her stand had always been neutral. It does not mean she would not aid the world to have life once more. This was one of her responsibility to keep life in a constant circulation whatever form it may choose. However, the Goddess did not remain as a silent observer in the whole matter. Her words rang within the hall as if speaking directly into the minds of her fellow Deities.
"Time shall continue and Life will persist. Light in the end will still return. Our roles are predetermined by our nature. Yet, there are matters that will not be changed no matter how brazen or determined we are. My fellow Divinities, let the mortals that we chose bear the burden of our shortcomings and the regrets of this Earth. Let us once more renew their beliefs and our existence be known. This will be a new genesis."
On another separate realm the place most familiar as Earth, a lone solider looked at the wasted battlefields littered with the corpses of comrades and enemies. Some were still alive yet the wounds would lead most of them to their deaths soon enough. The same could be said about the condition of this soldier who walked through the deadly silent fields of war. At the same time, blood trickled to the ground painting it more with crimson tears. The source of this was the gashing bullet wound located at the stomach. There was also the matter of a broken right arm and some dislocated ribs.
"If there really is a god, please... let me die... I don't have anything left..."
Falling to the ground, the soldier did not have enough strength to go on. As for will power, there was no question as the person began crawling on the ground not minding the dirt and the dead bodies around. All that mattered was the instinct of survival and the belief of a goal.
"You have your life."
Somehow, a voice echoed as if deep within the consciousness. This startled the solider believing it to be a mere hallucination due to the condition of the body and mind. Yet, it continued on.
"If you do not want it pledged it all to me, Elysias."
The next thing Elysias recognized was the scent of soothing flowers and a butterfly in a distant before a brilliant light enveloped her completely. It was then she could feel her consciousness fading. At that time, she did not care what was happening for as her eyes closed, she knew that it was time for her to rest for now.