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For the past centuries there's been a fairy-tail of a lady, a gorgeous one at that. Her hair like silk, her body was one made by the gods. Some wished to be her, some wanted more than that.

To start the story off, there was once a man. This man was one made from riches, born to be filled with greed. Every woman he found was not good enough for him. As soon as he had his fill he'd toss them away.

In due time, the gods saw this man to be undeserving of the women he felt weren't enough. So Aphrodite and Tithonus decided to give this man a present, which would be named Zina.

One morning Zina stood outside the man's castle doors in a silk robe, her skin fair and beautifully pale. With her hair long and silvery white, to match the detailing of her dress. With eyes like a doe and piercing with a touch of aquamarine.

As soon as the knights of his castle saw this goddess embodiment thinking she was nothing but a beautiful girl, they ran to their king. Once his peering eyes gazed upon her beauty he took her to keep to himself, with all of this she was still as a mannequin, her small movements were graceful like a butterfly.

As soon as the afternoon became darker with the pink tinge in the sky the king took his new toy to his chambers. Soon enough she was thrown onto his bed, her face angelic and innocent. But as soon as his gruff hands came into contact with her fair skin, he threw off her robe, only to be met with a sight only imaginable. He looked at her stomach which was open to see her visible ribs as if someone had cut open her stomach, though that wasn't all. There were moths flying, crawling and escaping through her visible ribs which filled the room. He stepped away to see the playful smirk on her face. Her old sweet expression was gone and filled with one of dominance and snake-like emotion.

In all of this she was still as stunning as goddess though not one he would have wished to meet. Oddly enough he felt as though still attracted to her. But soon enough the moths attached themselves to him and dug into his sinful skin. Slowly his life was swept away and the lady simply got up as the moths returned to her emptied ribs.

After slipping on her robe and disappearing to her unknown home. The story continued to be known of her committing the same acts on other men which were undeserving of a woman's love.

Everytime the demi-god Zina takes in another victim, a moth is released into the world. This shows that men's disgusting acts were there much before a woman's "disgraceful" clothes, or an act done by her, or even a moth.

<WHY IS THERE NO MOTH EMOJI?! (there acc might be I haven't updated my laptop in the past century)>

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 20, 2023 ⏰

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