A/n And my wonderful confusing writing continues!Be patient for one chapter please :-)
Perspective is everything.
Information is vital.
You do not believe me,do you?
Let me just give you an example;
Someone makes a plan.The plan is slaughtery.A small group of good people,noble people,meets with a rather enormous majority of people with not so good agendas.
Once this meeting is over,the bad people will concquer the world and kill everyone.
So what does that someone do?
Slaughters everyone at the meeting where they least expect it.The directions are clear;No one is left alive.
People die but that someone believes they made the right call because millions are saved.
Days later,the world is doomed because of a girl who lost her entire family,people who sacrifised themselves without knowing,and now craves revenge.
Who is to blame?
A girl who lost everything?
Or someone who just wanted to save everyone?
In conclusion;In order to evaluate a situation,you need to have every information you can.
Yes,this is a story about a broken man.
But before I get to that,I need to help you understand other parts of this domino-we call life.
It all starts with the beginning of humanity.A time when supernatutal was among humans.A time when there was no hate.
Why?
Well because there were no more than one hundred humans.But there were still enough to destroy everything around them.
"Humans are destructive creatures from nature.They destroy to built,they destroy to keep and they destroy what they love"the creator whispered softly in the air.They weren't like any human had imagined.
For starters,they were actually a she.
If this makes any sense,after all she was a spirit with no actual gender,but the creator felt like a she.
So a she,she was.
"Why are they still around,then?"
"Because humans are also lovable"
"And?"
"And Gods are selfish"
She was every season.Her skin was kissed by summer but her hair were tangled up with flowers.Her eyes were as cold as winter and her smiled remind you of autumn.
Everyone picture God in a male old form with white beard,looking upon humanity sternly.
She isn't like that.
She is power and grace.
Is she the first domino of our story?Why not,exactly.She does play an important part,though.
"Geia"a voice made the pair turn around.The other Goddess was different,fair complexion with light brown hair matching the women of the era.
"I suppose,there's a problem"
"It's Amaranthus"the mistress of animals stated letting her hair fall back"Poseidon has kill--"
"I would advice you to watch the terms you use"the creator cut her off glancing at the small child beside her.How the creator,a being no meant for reproduction,had two children is a story for another time.The important thing is that she had-one was not biologically hers,though.

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Amaranthine ✿ | Ryden
Fanfictionam·a·ran·thine (ăm′ə-răn′thĭn, -thīn′) adjective 1. of or like the amaranth. 2. undying; everlasting. 3. of purplish red color. Or In 2008,Brendon loves Ryan. In 2017,he doesn't.