struggles of creation

The Big Bang?

Continuing off of the family reunion

Komoa bore a menacing yet somewhat welcoming expression, "It seems you neglect who I am; I am your creator, the reason you exist," she declared. 

All the gods looked at her with shock, well, the ones that were outside the temple currently.

Elsoha retorted with a sharp wit, "Excuse me, ma'am. The only thing you created was a bad fashion sense, and that's saying a lot." Komoa glanced at her outfit and was visibly taken aback by his bold words.

Confused, Komoa asked, "I'm sorry. Who are you?" With a menacing grin, Komoa lifted him into the air and forcefully hurled him into one of the temple's pillars, causing a roof section to collapse with a resounding crash. 

As he whispers, "I'm okay." She laughed so maniacally.

Brushing her hands off, komoa added, "Yet you neglect my power. " as she's softened her tone to make them feel less scared, manipulating their minds and clouding their judgment.

" I am your creator, and yet you disrespect who I am. I am an authority that outranks all of you," she expresses while her dress flows like the dark mist that covers her, like a formal gown. Elegant but flowing, the outfit consumes her, her silhouette like the moon hugging the clouds.

 You live among a false prophet. A wannabe goddess, she will never understand." She glared at them from a distance, her gaze piercing their souls as they looked on with fear. 

Stanea laughs as she falls to the ground, kicking her feet and crackling. She remarks," Darling, I can see the future. You're nothing and will never be anything, so save the speech for a group of entities that care." Before she could finish the sentence, shadow beings dragged her away. She screamed, "damn you bitch, when I get my hands on you, I'mma .." 

"Too late to do that, dear; my children, you will never understand what sacrifices I gave. The struggles of creating you." looking away in a dramatic pose, trying to enchant their minds.

As tensions worsen between the gods meanwhile, the original three,  Lun, kowna, and Hen, have a brief but subtle heartwarming moment when they all hug. Even though one of them was in a geoid cocoon, that still didn't matter.

From getting their ass whooped to the point of death, to having mental breakdowns and losing one's personality, to losing your best friend in the most painful way ever. as these three continuously go through heartache and pain. You could feel a sense of clarity, quiet, calm, and peacefulness in the air itself.

But nothing good always lasts forever, and sadly, right after that, the temple started to shake, with pieces of it falling down henna, creating a protective barrier so that debris wouldn't fall directly onto them.

"Are you okay?" as she looks back for her brother. But finds him running to the door.

Lunhelo ran outside the temple's doors. He sealed them shut, protecting Henna as she banged on them. She screamed, "No, please don't do this." Tears fell from her eyes, rolling down her cheeks; due to the excessive use of her powers earlier, she was unable to break free and stayed behind those doors temporarily as she recharged. She was defenseless; not even the halo could've helped her.

You could feel the emotions through their facial expressions. A gentle nod in silence bore the air as he looked back at her, telling her," I'm sorry." He flies off to get closer to the fight, leaving behind a giant boulder of debris.

As he gets closer, he sees komoa beating up stanea. He flies closer down as a trail of light follows him.

As he continues to look at what's going on, his eclipse side still pushes negative thoughts even though he's tried his best to suppress them; he pushes through and tries to find a sense of clarity even though, in this circumstance, there is none.