There is always a little truth to the stories humans come up with, like for example Persephone the story is she is the bringer of destruction, Queen of the Underworld, but also the Goddess of Spring. The truth is she was no bringer of destruction or the queen of the underworld, no she was just a girl who happened to be deaths chosen one. She also wasn't the goddess of spring she was just a witch, no ordinary witch but a witch nonetheless. She was an elemental witch, she could summon, control, and bend the elements to her whim. And it wasn't just earth, air, water, and fire. No she could control the darkness and all their shadows, the skies sing her praise, the oceans bowed to her power, the very energy of people sang to her and danced at her beck and call. And she was extraordinary she could summon lightning with a snap of her fingers, create fire with just a heated glare, calm the raging seas with just a breath. Everything Persephone did was spectacular and there were none that could match her save one person, her equal he was just as devastating. He could control his magic with just a thought, a mere toddler and he could make others hurt just as he had been hurt. Summon magics long forgotten by most everyone, you could tell he was going to do great things one day just from looking at him. Where his magic was wild and untamed Persephone's was soothing and calm. Where his was cold and unyielding, hers was warm and alluring. They were meant for each other it was written in the stars. But there Magic was too much for just the two of them so destiny gave them another who could handle their power and not only survive but thrive in their power and in turn give them power. But he was not born with the ability to hold there power so he was made into something that could. For destiny knew by the time they met he would need to be strong enough to hold near god like power and wield god like power. He would need to be someone and something that would not run nor hurt from possessing their power. He was one they would not meet for many years to come, they knew they were missing something, someone and would not stop searching until they did find him and claimed him as theirs. And they do, now that is where our story begins.
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Persephone
FanfictionThere is always a little truth to the stories humans come up with in history.