Prologue

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The Western Zodiac, consisting of twelve constellations in total. Aries, Taurus, Gemini, Cancer, Leo, Virgo, Libra, Scorpio, Sagittarius, Capricorn, Aquarius, and Pisces. Chosen as Gods, to rule the world from the galaxies. 

They rule from a realm called the Aeviternity. Or as we refer to it, an improper eternity. A paradise one could only dream from their wildest imaginations. It could be a never-ending field of flowers, from the mysteries strewn in the night sky, even a crystal clear waterfall with jewels at the bottom, no one was ever sure. What we knew for sure was that around a certain time each year, it would be a large palace. Large vines twisted across the marble exterior of the castle. Gold designs etched into Corinthian styled pillars. All of these brilliant structures surrounded a singular room, the floor of the room sloping in until it reached a pool of liquid.

This liquid was extracted from the river Lethe, used to forget our humanities. Awaiting every one of us in that room were the patrons of our month. Janus, the God of choices, would prepare to transit us into the new year. Februus would purify us and so on. Expected to partake in this ritual every year, it was nightmarish. The feeling of having a part of your soul ripped out of your body. 

Now, it is nearing that time again. 






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