A Secret Lost In Time

To Be A Goddess Favorite

To be someone that was loved by the gods was something that everyone wished for but only one person got it. One person who never wanted to be loved by the gods....

Gojo never wanted to be blessed by them or be someone special in the eyes of all human kind. To be a slave to a God was to be a slave to man kind.

Everyone wanted to have those beautiful blue eyes and that pure white hair. Everyone wanted to be Gojo but not everyone knew of the struggling and the soon to be hell he would go through.

When you're a gods favorite and it's war time... that was a death sentence.

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The moon was high in the sky and the wind tonight was rougher then most. Gojo leaned against the open door as he looked out at the landscape around him. People were walking around in the town square roasting meats and lighting fires up to burn sacrifices to the Goddess. His Goddess.... her name was Athena.

Each few full moons they would send Athena sacrifices to please her and silence her enough to allow some sort of peace in this war torn world. If only these fools would have known they should have been giving sacrifices to Athenas brother  Ares instead. That man was a blood hungry fool far worse then Athena.

Though, the priest and the king wouldnt listen to Gojo on that. It was like talking to a wall! At the end of the day it's a damn wall and it can't and won't listen to you. Kings and priest were just like that. They thought because the gods allowed them some sort of power they could do what they please. If only those fools knew they were part of a game the gods and goddesses loved to watch go on.

" all of them...damn fools " Gojo shakes his head and frowns. His short white hair was dazzled with sparkles of gold on it. His clothes were of simple cotton. Gojo always loved to show off but tonight he didn't have the want to. It was always the same when the sacrifices happened.....

He always heard the screams and cries of the slaves being yanked over to the fire and being pushed in it. They would beg in whatever language they could to any sort of God. They would beg for help and then....then when they saw no one would help they would curse Gojo. Their curses always made Gojo feel sick. They always added the pain he indures watching them

But tonight was different, Gojo felt something was off. He felt like something amazing would happen....something his never seen before.

At first he thought he was acting stupid. He thought maybe he wasn't all fine in the head after all to think something good would come out to seeing people being killed just because they weren't part of the kingdom of Rose.

But that's when he saw them

The line of sacrifices

He watched them walk towards the fire. Many of them cried or begged for help... many others cursed out anything they could to get under people's skin. Though, they all met the same fate. One by one they were pushed into the fire and the screams would be engulfed in the sounds of flames

Gojo watched this all happen and he never once looked away. He watched to punish himself.... he wanted to see it all happen so he knew he was the reason why these people had to die. People thought by sacrificing these people they would please Gojo and with that it would please Athena and allow her to not bother them.

Though, Gojo was never pleased by this. It left a nasty taste in his mouth. He always forced himself to inhail the smoke that rose in the air.

Wasn't man kind disgusting? The whole city was cheering for the death of these people and not one person cried.

Even with that though Gojo didn't have the heart to hate his people nor did he have the heart to punish them or yell at them. He was as bad as all of them. He stood there and watched as the sacrifices were burned