True Nature

An Unexpected Arrival

After cleaning up the carnage, I added a new name to the list. Rachel Dare. The gods have taken to sending me the names of the heroes that I have killed. A torment all on it's own. But I add it none the less. One day those gods will pay for this bloodshed. The loss of so many children. Their mothers weeping as they realize their babies won't be coming home. In my youth I found this funny. I was petulant and conceded. I saw myself a god on my own. But I grew. I learned with age that a mother's love is pure. And the loss of a child was often too much too handle. I learned, but the gods never did. I saw strength in solitude. I found myself for who I was. The "ancient one". A laughable offense. But after centuries of being referred to as that, I have all but forgotten my name. I guess that's the true irony of it all. As I remember the names of all that I have killed, I have lost my own. Suddenly I hear one of my wards sound. An intruder. Already? What are these gods thinking?! I just struck down one child. Must I strike down another? As I make my way to the front room I see the most pathetic child yet. How could this child possibly defeat me when all others have failed. But I put my arrogance beside me and readied myself. That was until the child flinched.  The words he spoke took me aback. "Please. I can't find my mom."

Hey guys. Sorry it's been so long since I've updated this story. I have a lot more written and am actively working on it rn. I'll post the next part some time next week.