'' I thought my actions would atone for my past. After washing up on the shores of Olympus, I gazed through the Eyes of Athena and witnessed the events of your age. It was a waking nightmare. Lives beyond counting, swallowed by chaos and vanishing into the Void. Some of those souls had been enemies, dispatched to death's realm by my own hand. It was a tragedy I couldn't ignore. My path was set: I would remain in Olympus, and suffer for all the pain I have caused as an assassin. The sorrows of the dead would be mine to bear. It would be my atonement. I was chained down by past sins, unable to move forward into the future. I needed you, Selene. That's why I asked for your help. For me, there is nothing... There is no hope.''
''I'll never forget. I promised you that. Even if I stand to lose everything, I'll preserve your memory for the tomorrows that yet to be. Come what may. I could breathe my last breath, and the world be crumbling into oblivion. There are ways to keep a thought alive. And I know one that works for sure. Indestructible quartz chains. Even in the sea of chaos, it never loses its shine. I will become an eternal epitaph. My memory will survive for eternity within a crystal tomb. This shall be my legacy, and my atonement. But most of all... my final hope. These thoughts that live within my heart, they will endure the passing of eons. If they can one day be the light that guides Selene's soul back to me... If we can laugh together just one more time... Well... then I have nothing left to wish for.''
When I awoke, I saw Zeus. He only said one thing. "With your body cast aside, and your spirit removed from the living, you are now a God," Zeus spoke.
"I do not wish to become a God. I am to become an epitaph of memories, so that I can see my loved ones again," I spoke softly.
I walked away, but I could sense Zeus watching me as I stepped into my chains.
...we will see eachother again...in another lifetime...
...END OF BOOK 1...
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Of Assassins and Gods 1: Rebirth
ActionWeapons, death, blood. What assassins do for a living. Whereas normal teens worry about hair and nails these kids worry about killing. Normal friends hang out at schools, clubs or at the park, but these kids met while fighting for survival. Most kid...