Godellas pov
I was in my place that mother had made just for me, i could create things, and do what i want, i was five but i was clever for my age from what mother tells me, i was extremely bored, and i had an idea, im not sure if mommy would like it, but i didnt care, i mustered up another universe, and i created trees and grass, and i made people but they werent immortal, my crystal ball was glowing, i made a man that kinda looked like my daddy, and i added some of my features.
"What are you doing?" Screetched my sister her and i were the same age.
"What do you mean luciferna?" I asked.
"Mommy isnt going to like what you did godella, what is that thing? It looks funny?" She said looking through the crystal ball at the man.
"Hes not ugly, he looks like me and daddy."
"Too bad you dont know what daddy looks like."
"You take that back luciferna!" I yelled my voice booming.
"No!"
"Im also going to make fruit trees that makes them smart but not let them eat it."
"Let me create something?!" Luciferna asked, but i didnt wanna share.
"No!"
"Your supposed to share the power with me, mommy said!" She stamped her foot.
"No!"
"Whatever you imbecile," she said pushing me.
"I got mad and pushed her back," and i created a place for her called hell.
"Thats not right godella your supposed to share," said one of thd angels named belzebub.
"You can go too then," i pouted poofing him off to hell.
