Amarallyis' POV:
Looking out the window, my thoughts scatter across the place. It goes to the prophecy that has been haunting me since birth.
A thousand years we have waited
A thousand years He has been reincarnated,ever so differently, ever so beautifully, from the previous. But only He is He.
He shall finally be born, ever so enchanting, born with the beauty of a thousand years,beauty that no one has ever birthed.
Blessed with the heart of the thousands before him,but blessed with heart of no one like him.
He shall be mated to three gods, for no mere mortal can love him
Less they become drowned by the thoughts of him.
He shall be loved by a thousand of thousands, but shall only love three of thousands.
He shall be gifted, gifted with the power to control all thousands, protect all thousands and love all.
As He is born She is awaken, stronger than ever, vengeful than ever, she awaits Him.
For only He has the power to save all from She.
The day I was born,the prophecy appeared at the temple of all the gods in all kingdom. The confirmation that it was I the prophecy spoke of is the writing on my hip that says.
He awakens
The writing itself is written in gold, leaving markings of gold swirls to my thighs, leading to the opening on my bum. With a gold rose in between my left thigh.
Immediately after this was seen, a meeting was made by all the gods. At the end of the meeting,a decision was made. I was to kept and protected by all means and at my coming of age. I am to pick the three gods of my choosing, so that my powers may evolve, wait,practice and prepare. For her.
Story of my life. I sigh.
The thoughts had angered me when I was young, but after a ninety-nine years I have given up on evading it.
Up until now I doubt that I am the child of the prophecy,even till now.
It should have left me bitter, but I don't have the heart to stomach hate.
Ironic isn't it.
I have been sheltered so much that I've only seen 5 males in my lifetime. My two older brothers,( Three hundred)Troy and Ezron. Both alpha males. 6'3,tall,dark and handsome one would say. Opposed to my soft and dainty look.
The other male is my ever protective father, King Darion ,king of Lycana, man who could kill a whole kingdom for me, right after my brothers destroy their homes. My father is a powerful man. Taller than my brothers and even more stronger. I guess it comes with the age.
My faithful guard and protector Hazarah. He will and can give up he's life for me.Instead of looking at me like a frail piece of jewel. He helped me train in the secret of the palace, well magically anyway. And for that I look up to him.
Then there's Loki. A tricter I was introduced to when I was a babe. He came from Asgaurd but could do magic I've never seen before. Loki was my best friend,the only one I could really talk to. Until he stopped coming five years ago.
