The Wicked Witch in the Forest

Prologue

There is a darkness within every creature that walks this earth. A seed of something evil within each one of them that has not yet fertilized.  This seed may come in many forms. Envy, greed, rage, malice- it is not exempt from even the purest of souls.

I feed off of these emotions. They bring me to life and send shocks of excitement through every nerve in my body.

I am a God.

The ancient Greeks and Romans worshiped powerful deities, whom they believed grant them blessings of peace, prosperity, love, wealth....revenge. Whatever greedy need came to the minds of the desperate, pleas and cries for their wishes to be fulfilled, their faith in gods that they had not met.

Many years have passed since that time. This is a new era, a new day and age and yet people need something- someone to put their blind faith in. Someone who will grant the wishes they so desire. The sinful desires that plague their mind, but are too weak to accomplish on their own.

It is I, the great Olympian who will lead these lost souls, these misguided creatures who know not what to believe in.

Believe in me.

Trust in me.

I will grant you your most malicious desires. I will satisfy your hate, I will quell your rage, I will ease your envy and fuel your malice. I will burn this world for you just so I can hear the cries from within the torturous flames and bathe in the wreckage of the aftermath when all that is left is the ash.

I will be your justice.

I will be your peace.

I will be your prosperity.

But I am also the demon that haunts your peaceful dreams, the name you fear to mutter, the guilt that creeps upon you after the realization of your horrid desire has been fulfilled. I am your enemy, but I am your friend. I am your damnation and your salvation, your darkness and your light.

I am your God. You bow to me. You worship me.

I raised five goddesses in my image. I trained them to be great like me. I taught them how to deceive, how to kill, how to destroy. They fought beside me in the greatest wars of this century, bathing in the blood I forced them to love.

It was my design to root out every weakness within my children, I snuffed the light out of each one of them rendering them defenseless to the inevitable darkness that swallowed their pure souls. I had to prepare them for the world I was going to create. Weakness was not a luxury I could afford, what I had in mind for these children was too perfect to be ruined by distracting emotions like love and compassion.

I raised heartless warriors. Monsters creeping in the night, effortlessly obeying every order I commanded. In my eyes, they were perfect. Strong and perfect.

Out of my five milites, I raised a true monster. A beast even more evil than I and yet still one of my greatest accomplishments. I would go as far as to say she was the greatest thing I ever did. A loyal soldier I created only to serve me. She bowed only to me.

She was the only thing I feared in this world. But it excited me even more.

Athena had a gift I didn't give to her, her mind. Intricate and intelligent as she wrecked havoc on my behest- she never failed to impress me. The more she grew, the more skilled she became. I fell in love with my daughter. She showed the most potential out of all my goddesses. She was the one thing that mattered to me most in this world.

My own goddess of war.

Special in each of their own way was all of my children, but they never compared to Athena. The others were soft like their mother but Athena took after me in every way. She feared nothing- cared for nothing.

She was a masterpiece.

I dominated this world and I created my very own small army that killed for me and put my life before their own. I was feared. I was a legend.

'Ares and his warriors'

I became a story, recorded in books that even in my death I will live on as the name you didn't dare but whisper in fear that I would appear and kill you and your family.

With my children by my side, I was invincible. I could dream big and conquer any thing I wanted.

You may not understand me or even agree with my ways but I'm not looking for validation.

Not from you- not from anyone below me.

But to my humble servants, to my worshipers and the ones who hold faith to my cause, I will say this.

Your cries have been heard. You prayers have been answered. You were wronged by a world with no sense of justice. You have suffered- shed blood, sweat and tears on those unworthy of your trust. You feel lost and angry and betrayed. But I won't fail you. I am your god and I answer when you cry out my name....

Gideon Ares Edouard.

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I've been sitting on this book idea for a while. I'm not sure how it's going to go but comment and let me know what you think Mon Chou.

Until next chapter.

Xoxo.