Prologue

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We had never seen anything like it.

For centuries we had guided the earth keeping it safe and balancing the good with bad.  But now the powers of evil were swamping the world, even we, the most powerful beings in the universe were loosing our powers. No longer could we retain our godly forms and were forced to relinquish what strength we still had into a human body. Now we must reside and live among the worlds population and even still our human forms are dwindling away. Blue skies on the earth were now a rarity and black swirling clouds made it night dayin and dayout.

We thought it couldn't get any worse.

We were wrong. 

Now you see humans don't realize that we exist. Each group of people seem to have their own idea on what deity rules the world. But no one has even given a second thought to us, the true masters of the earth. That doesn't really matter by any means, we expect humans to be so ignorant, it is just their nature.  

Man call us virtues. But imagine that every virtue and vise in the world are actual people, gods in fact and we guide the earth through its toughest times.

I am Alma, Goddess of Forgiveness.

But the worst part about being trapped in a human form is that no one can see you, except other gods and goddesses of course.

We are completely nonexistent. 

The weather wasn't the worst of it. As we grow weaker the enemy grows stronger, feeding off our lost power and wreaking havoc on the earth. Humans started becoming unnaturally violent, hate coursed from neighboor to neighboor and fighting was apparent everywhere. No matter how hard we tried nothing we did could stop them. 

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