A story about death and how death is not it seemed. There are many cultures and religions but they all have the same in common that is life and death. Two goddesses born when life it self started one goddess was life the other death. Death was very different from her sister and love watching the humans, through a fight with the other gods she started to live among the humans. This is my first story I ever written I will be happy to take on any feedback insults are not welcome.