The Makings Of A Goddess

She was still a child when their world's moons collided.

She remebered the feeling, the sound.

It was riveting, the way the air shifted as an explosion of light suddenly casted itself across the dark night.

What she remebered most though was the screams, the horror, the bodies, the chanting.

She was still a child when the prayers were sung, when her mother casted a spell to save her only daughter, her heir.

And she was still a child when she felt her body lose all its weight as she floated into the air, the air that suddenly couldn't find it's way into her lungs.

Yet she didn't know what she was when she was suddenly transported across worlds into a land where the grass glowed a vibrant green and not the deep blue she once remembered it to be.

A world with only a single moon and with skies litered with so many stars she got dizzy just looking up at it.

The rains from the sky were a strange clearish blue color, strange for her planet's hailish white colored rains.

Her breath caugt in her throat, eyebrows furrowed in deep confusion and astonishement, only one thought ran through her mind.

Where was she?

WARNING THIS STORY WILL ASSUREDLY CONTAIN:

STRONG LANGUAGE
MATURE SCENES
GOREY SCENES
RACISM
SLAVERY
RAPE
EXTREME VIOLENCE
MENTAL ILLNESSES
BETRAYAL

WILL ABSOLUTELY NOT CONTAIN:

ANY OF THE GODS THAT YOU'VE HEARD OF EVER INCLUDING THE GREEK GODS

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

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