It was time. They needed a new Queen, a new Matriarch. They needed someone who would not only protect and defend, but fight and rule. Someone who would be balanced and morally gray. One who would know what was needed and not be afraid to give it or just be exactly what was needed no matter what. They needed a warrior. Finding her though was hard. They looked all through history and through every realm in the vast multiverse. Then as if by magic she was found. They saw the spark of her soul as it was first created. A beautiful silver that shined so brightly. It just needed a bit more, so they intervened (interfered). They added to the soul making it more than it was. They gave it knowledge, magic and power. They merged parts of other glorious female warrior souls with the new one. They even took as much as they could of other goddesses and gods, their Ichor and divinity, merging it with her soul. When they were done it was like holding the heart of the universe in their hands. They gave her everything she would need to be their Queen and Matriarch. They just made a few mistakes. First, they didn't pay attention to which gods and goddesses they merged with her. They didn't understand they added more underworld, death, war, magic and dark Divine than any other. The other mistake was family and life she was born into. They better hope the entire divine and mortal existence is ready. Because with Blood and Magic When The Valkyrie Falls The Dark Queen Rises
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