Blue waves crashed against the black ash, creating a beautiful fade from gray to pure white. A maiden who rivaled Askila, the goddess of beauty herself perched upon the grainy texture of the earth below.
As she sat a horned demon crawled from the ground behind her, it's twisting horns wrapped around a black rose wreath. Black and white clashed and fought for ownership of the God. Phiyre God of death, lies, and betrayal.
It's awkward moment was slow and quiet, you couldn't hear it if your ears were bigger than the moon. Once it finally arrived and hovered over the maiden, a red cloud circled above her head
A tug called at her, danger, danger. It sang, calling her to beckon backwards she twisted around. Coming face to face with the God. A shriek impaled the air as the demon snapped it's fingers dragging the soul from the maiden.
Up in the heavens Askila hosted a feast, calling for the death of her rival. "No one is to rival the goddess of beauty or else a faith before them will be grim." She shouted, drunk on fermented wine and booze her followers offered her for Raoi (celebration of beauty, love, and peace.) An ugly belch came from her gut.
But in the grim underworld a new birthed goddess sat. In the palace of Khire, goddess of the underworld, truth, and pain. "You dare cross into my territory new goddess, if I had my way you would have befallen a fate worse than Askilas. But I am a merciful goddess and I will do you a favor, if you wish to escape you must bewitch the first man you see into taking your maiden hood, then you can pass into the heavens."
Taken by silence she nodded. She did not wish to be in the palace where former humans were enslaved for simple tasks. She was materialized out of the castle, and into a small city. Farmers set up small pens where fruits plump and beautiful sat. She was naked, bare and cold. But her mission not fell from her mind and she stuck with the cold breeze.
A young man stopped to stare, she looked him up and down seductively, licking her lips. The man approached grabbing her breast. "Let's move to thy alleyway for my mother catches me I would fall a fate worse than death." She nodded , and proceeded to strip herself away from virginity. After the sinful deed was done she laid there naked and pale. But she knew access to the heavens are true. For a gate was seen in the pale sky.
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This is the beginning of lust! Keep in mind I have no motivation and it'll probably go down from here or even stop completely! But don't mind that 😬
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Lust I'll put a thumbnail later but please read because I want critique!
FantasyDid I expect a goddess to fall out of the sky? No. Did I expect to fall in love with her? No
