The End of an Era (godinnit au)

The Sky's the Limit (God of Tranquility)

No one knows who the god of tranquility is. All they know is that they're the oldest god there is. And how sad a story they have to tell. The god of tranquility has been lost to time... they're respected, but there's nobody to respect. With age comes responsibility, and also comes admiration. It's the opposite for the younger gods. They're thought rather lowly of. The youngest god, so far, is the god of destruction. They haven't been a god for very long. Only a couple thousand years. But, akin to the god of tranquility, they've also gone... But that's not important.

"Wanna hear a story? It's about the bestest god of all... I read it in an old book a while back. It's about the god of tranquility..." "Haha, of course! They sound so cool!" "All gods are once human or hybrid, they are only plucked from the bunch later on... it's like that with nearly every god. That's how they develop character, and that's how they nearly all have backstories. Now, there's some really sad ones out there, but contrary to their title, the god of tranquility has the saddest of all, or at least I think. Well, once upon a time, there was a little person uh child, we don't really know their gender... but they were so calm and collected. They had striking eyes of blue that looked like stardust you could hold, silky skin, snowy white hair, and Devine ears and tail. They were rather small, but everyone looked at them bedazzled. This little child in took all the knowledge they could. They listened to every one's and every story they could, read every book, and looked up at the night sky daily. They never cried, even though they heard all these wonders and sorrows. But that's the way they wanted it to be. They were rather mature and quiet, all their life, but as every sob story goes. People said, their appearance is perfect, and so is their brain. But one day, when they were 11 or so, people wanted only those brains to remain... they approached the beauty, restrained them, and dug out those beautiful eyes of theirs. It's said to be with their fingers... but I like to it with a spoon. Then they ate the eyes right in front of them. Though it didn't change much, since they couldn't see anymore. It was blood and gore, but in those orb's last moments, they still glimmered like stardust, beautiful even drenched in blood. This soon to be god thought, why? And for the first time ever, they cried. All those pent up tears, of either sadness or happiness. And like that, for years, they cried... in their own little cursed plain of existence, they had somehow found themself trapped in. They were stuck, till one faithful day they forgave the person who ate their eyes. They hoped they were tasty. And that's when they became a god. It didn't come from anyone else, just our very own omnipotent universe. That's the story of the god of tranquility. They're now depicted in pictures with a mask on, a eloquent dress of sorts, and a weapon, that's said to fluctuate between every type of weapon in the universe. The god of tranquility, masterful of everything. Their cheeks with crevasses from the tears. And it's said, that their eyeballs are now replaced with the galaxy. So they can see it all without the limit of human bounds. Not even the sky could limit them. The end." "Haha, they sound so cool! Thank you, brother, for telling me this story. I hope I can hear it again some time soon!"