𝑻𝑳𝑶𝑶𝑫 °ᴿᵒᵏᶜᵃˡᵉ

𓊈 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗: 𝟎𝟏 𓊉

ℑt has been centuries, and still, the destruction waits.

It doesn't matter how long it will take for him to appear again, he was always there waiting.

But he knows that day will come soon, because he was the destruction itself, and he always get what he wants.

Time is something that humans were afraid of, but time was nothing important for gods.

It doesn't matter how long he has to wait, he will do it just to see him again, to see that beautiful human being again.

There is a rumor that every day in the month of November the sky shows strong displeasure in strong storms, people say that the reason was because a powerful god lost his lover one day during that month, but the god forgot which, so he just shows his anger and sadness all month.

When the destruction was still a young god learning to be worthy of his predecessor, he fell in love with a human, a weak being who loved peace.

It is said that the god of destruction loved that human so much that he stopped doing his work, causing peace for several years.

But as everyone knows human beings are weak, they get sick and diseases can cause death easily. Human beings are very different from the gods, who can live for centuries and are difficult to kill.

People said that the day that the human loved by the destruction itself died a huge war started, causing the end to the ten years of peace.

Destruction furious for the loss of the human who could make him feel something he wasn't supposed to feel used his power to help the god of war, creating a powerful and devastating war.

The myth or rather said story of the loved one of the destruction was told by world of mouth for decades, until someone wrote it down on a piece of paper, becoming the greatest story loved and acclaimed by multiple churches, even the ones who were supposed to hate the god of destruction.

"Is the myth true, mommy?" A seven-year-old asked with a smile on his face, his mother smiled as she stroked her son's head.

"What myth, dear?" The red haired lady looked at her son who inherited almost all of her genes.

Cale Henituse, the son of Count Deruth Henituse and Countess Jour Henituse. He was a curious child, asking a lot of questions of things he had heard by other people, sometimes his parents don't know what to answer, this time in his history class his professor, Mr. Hart, told him about the myth of the Immortal who loved a mortal, Cale was shocked when his professor told him that the immortal was the god of destruction itself.

"The myth of the god of destruction and his lover!" The little kid say hugging his mother's waist, who just smiles and knelt at the height of her child.

"It depends on which myth you heard, people told different versions that substantiate their own beliefs" The mother says with a smile.

"Mr.Hart told me that the god fell in love with a lady with long hair, white as sunlight! Oh and that when his lover died there was a long war" The kid says trying to remember the exact words of his professor.