'Please, please keep him safe, promise me.' A soothing voice wispered as if they had been sobbing. 'Fate refuses to let my favored rest, dispite his broken please for mercy. He's been beaten and scorned for doing a job forced upon him. Fate won't let him heal, find joy, or hope. His will to fight and live has been lost.' The voice murmers lowly, tone raw with emotion and grief. Soothing roumbles echoed alongside the voices soothing tones, allowing a comforting warmth to permit existence. Or at least that is what it felt like as the voice reverberates through the listener. But the voice continues its solemn plea. 'Guide him, let him heal, allow him to find hope and joy. Promise me this, for they will attempt to take him back. Fate will try to take him back, but there will be little Fate can do. I made sure of this. Please.' The Voice crooks as they fade, leaving behind them urgency. Deep in the listeners soul they answered, even if they don't realize it yet. Soon this broken God will become precious to them.
[This was inspired by Harrish16's series, Forced God of Destruction.']
