Tommyinnit One shots

The blossoming life

How did I get that idea? I myself have no clue. Sorry if it doesn't make sense! Hope you enjoy!

Angst to fluff
TW: character death, mention of blood, violence

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The god of nature, was one of the most important god's. Thanks to him, people had what to eat and plant. He's the one that takes care of plants, let them grow and waters them. He could allow something grow and kill something else with such an ease. With his power, he controlled if people and animas lived or not. With one finger snap, he was able to kill everything that was breathing. Because nothing would survive without the nature and food.
Other gods didn't ordered him, he didn't obeyed to anyone, especially not to any human. Maybe he wasn't the most known god, since not many knew his name, only the oldest ones. Many feared him, many adored and many prayed to him. They often pleased him to help theirs gardens and farms, giving him in return gold and emeralds. He would help anyone that needed, no matter who that wad. He wasn't evil but he wasn't good either. People could get his help and riches, but they could also get karma. If someone destroyed and killed and his work, he would take everything from them. But if someone appreciated everything he gave them, he would give them even more. Even if other god's didn't like that, they had to accept it since no one wanted to make the Nature God mad. Who knows what would happen, if the whole earth started dying. Not only plants but also animals.

He was bring to life thanks to other goddess, who saw the pain he went through. So, she decided to help him and his him some of her power. She met him in the afterlife, where he appeared after being brutally beaten to death. She knew that he would be revived not long after, so she decided to do everything she could. He became the youngest God, who could control the nature and bring it to life. He deserved it after so much pain, two exiles and being dead. God's were kind enough to let him be.

Aither was his name, which meant in Greek mythology "spirit of the air". No one ever saw him, no one described his look till now. The only thing people know about him was that while in his God form, flowers layed on top of his head and butterflies always flew around him. With his touch, he could bring flowers back to life, make plants blossom and give people what they needed.
One day, Aither decided to come down on the earth and see how people treat each other and mostly important, how do they treat the gift from him.
Much to his disgust, humans were too selfish and obsessed with each other to take care of the nature. He felt sadness, watching everything they had done to the poor earth. Wars, TNT, blood. It all infected the nature. And no one cared. He was furious, watching as they took what they wanted but didn't give anything in return for the nature. But he stayed still, waiting for the best moment to take everything in his own hands.
But there was one surprising thing. Expect the God's, there was one person that knew about him and his appearance. And the only human that ever got the chance to meet the God, was no one else than Quackity. A simple man who protected and tok care of the young God while in his human form on the earth.
Aither appreciated everything the mn did for him, even if he risked his own life. He was the only one human that the god met, who wasn't actually greedy and selfish.

Finally, there was one day when he could show people how much they need the nature.

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Their eyes locked together, one showed fear and panic, while the other showed insanity and need of revenge.

"Welcome back to exile, Tommy"

Tommy's body tensed, sweat dropping down his neck. He backed away, raising his shield and sword in the air. Dream only laughed maniacally, holding his stomach.

"I told you Tommy! That one day you will be back here!" The man yelled, smiling widely.

The fear in Tommy's body raised, his hands shaking uncontrollably. It wasn't supposed to happen! Dream was supposed to be locked in the prison! He didn't want to die again, not because of Dream. Even tho he was a god if nature, he still was a mortal at some point. He couldn't die from the old age, but once he was killed by someone, he would be death forever. It was stupid, but there was always something in return. His power wasn't the best to fight, especially with someone as strong as Dream. Sure, he could grow poisonous flowers and all that things, but that wasn't enough.