A young girl is born into the world, her mother dead and her father leaving her at the hospital. Growing up in a rundown orphanage for 10 years being being adopted by a loving family.
Little did she know that her life was going to be a wild adventur...
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Our story is now underway, we’ve learned of one goddess’s fate…but what of the two sisters? What became of Clarity and Rozu? And what role will they play in the life of the nameless Pharaoh?
The twin sisters returned home after the battle with Dartz was won. Many of their comrades and friends had been lost, the goddess’s held a time of mourning for the lives that were lost, a wave of sadness and grief washed over the lands. Every being felt the pain, families who lost husbands, wives, fathers, mothers, daughters and sons, lifelong friends who were just gone, companions just erased from existence. Rozu was displeased with everything that had occurred. What a waste of lives lost in an unnecessary battle that would be forgotten by the humans they fought for. As for Clarity she wept for days, spilling her grief for those no longer with them but she had no regrets for they saved the human world that would prosper and live on for eons to come.
It was only after many days that Rozu noticed that some of the creatures had not returned to the monster world, one of them being the Siren. Had she stayed behind by accident or had something happened to her? Whatever the reason, they needed to find her. Rozu had her own reasons for seeking her back…she convinced her sister to return to the human world where they would spend the next 5000 years searching for the creatures that had remained behind and the lost goddess of the sea.
Their search eventually led them to the lands of Egypt…but by then they had depleted most of their energy and were on the brink of death. Being away from their homes for so long, away from the energy that gave them strength and fuelled their very souls had been a death sentence. They didn’t even have enough power left to return home, however if they gave up their physical forms and found two human souls to attach themselves to they could preserve their life essences until they found a way to form new bodies. But who would they choose?
One night the sisters separated to go search for their perfect hosts. Clarity found herself strolling through a poor village on the outskirts of the kingdom. She found her heart going out for the struggling humans she passed as she walked amongst them, many were nothing more than skin and bones while others were dying of illness. There seemed to be very little food, the buildings crumbling with no signs of vegetation anywhere and not a drop of water to drink. But despite all this she sensed a new life about to enter this world, a life free of evil and the suffering that plagued it.
She found a small house, listening to the people rustle about. She peered into an open window, seeing a pregnant woman lying on the floor on a bed of straw, her family members trying to help her through her labour. Clarity continued to watch, wondering how someone could have a child in a dying village like this…the woman spoke in a language the goddess didn’t understand. She seemed afraid but the man (her husband most likely) held her hand, a warm smile on his face as he stroked the woman’s cheek, speaking in the strange tongue. The goddess watched the man in wonder, seeing something in his eyes that she had not seen in anyone else in the village…she saw hope…
