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The past

A young Ósayín rested his back against a tree. He had to restore his energy within the forest or else he'd die. Being a deity is hard, he always thought to himself. That being said: being in charge of literally every forest had its downfalls..... much like knowing what's conceiving there all the time.

Just as he was about to doze off into sleep, the sound of humming woke him up. Getting up he let his feet carry him to beautiful voice. Once his eyes found the source, he could not take his eyes of the image that had been implanted in his brain.

There stood the most beautiful woman he had ever layed eyes on. She danced with the butterflies that surrounded her, having such a awed look in her eyes. He was so entranced by her that he failed to notice another person there with her dancing and laughing deeply. His eyes snapped seeing a strong, tall man standing right next to her holding her hands as they twirled and dipped.

Oh, she already had someone in her life. Ósayín couldn't help the little feeling of his heart dropping slightly. He had not even know of her existence nor had he even talked to her, and yet he felt drawn to her. But, he could see she was happy and that was all he could ask for at the moment. And so he went about his life.

《1 year later( yall are one year younger than Mariano)》

Ósayín regularly checked on the woman he had seen in the forest, he was fond of her and she was such a kind spirited woman, always helping in her village and taking care of child with who seemed to be her husband.

Ósayín could only watch from afar as the woman's husband carried a bag over his shoulder and a suitcase. He set his bags down letting his son and wife envelope him in a warm hug, clinging to him.

He watched all three of them cry and the sight broke his heart. It seemed that the husband was leaving for some sort of work amd such considering the bag he carried.

The man picked up his belongings at the sound of another man calling him to hurry up. He looked back at his family one more time with a wave before running to catch up with the group of men that were leaving overseas.

The men were leaving for more supplies for their village, although  they did not necessarily need them, work was work and it wouldn't do any harm.

《Six weeks later》

At least that's what they thought. The crew of men returned withn an abundance of all things. The woman could only watch as other men and sons happily returned to her families with slithering hope. A man came from the boat with a sullen expression, holding onto a familiar hat.

As he stood in front of her, Ósayín could lip read what the man was saying and understood why just then the woman collapsed on the ground holding the hat tightly. The man hugged her, trying to give some sort of comfort as her son stood in the window with a confused expression.

《During the next week》

The next week there was a funeral held for the woman's now dead husband. The town had heard of the news and surrounded her with love and care.

Ósayín always found the woman by her husband's grave for the next couple of months, still mourning the death of her loved one but putting her emotions to the side to take care of her son, the last piece of her husband she had left.

《4 months later》

Ósayín stood in river to cool off from the blazing sun, he stood there in peace trying to center himself as he moved around inches water. A loud wail broke his concentration and made him break into danger mode as he ran towards the noise.

Again, he saw the same woman in his forest but instead of dancing away happily he found her crying as she clenched her shirt between her fingers, kneeling on the ground.

The sight broke Ósayín's heart but this time he had nothing holding him back from going near the woman.

Ósayín slowly made his way towards the women to not frighten her when she finally noticed his presence. Unfortunately, he did not look down to see where he was stepping and harshly walked onto a branch.

The woman's head snapped up at the noise, her eyes going wide at what she saw. She hurriedly backed away scrambling to make an escape. Ósayín understood her fear, he was a man 8n irregular clothes walking towards her and did not want her to hear him until he reached her and he was just a stranger.

Ósayín held his hands up showing that he had no weapons, not that he needed any but it was always a way to show people that they meant no harm.

The woman stopped crawling away as she saw Ósayín lower himself on the ground in front her dead husband's grave. A shocked expression made it's way onto her face at what she saw next: Ósayín raised his hand on the grave stone as light emitted from his body.

A wreath settled itself upon the rock, making it look beautiful beyond belief.
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The woman and Ósayín formed a bond that day and their bond never ceased. The woman always came to see Ósayín and somewhere along the road she got over the death of her husband of course still missing him but not to the point where she couldn't move on.

Ósayín and her grew closer, always around each other, always bringing each other food and only one other person knew of this. The woman had put her child in school and had time to be around the strange man.

Over time, new feeling arose between the two and nine months later they had a gift given to them: you.

Ósayín could not leave the forest physically and he could not age, so he promised the woman that great power and virtue would come from their child as they both raised you.

Now, it's time to show the world.