Guardian

"Do what you must, to regain the trust.
Of those who loved you, together with who
you will put back what you had released"

"Everyone has once opened their own Pandora's box at least once during their lifetimes. But none can be compared to the one that she opened. The original Pandora. The Pandora whose curiosity that led to the downfall to the utopia humanity had been. The monsters she let out still haunt us even today. The gods of the greek pantheon knew that on unleashing the demons , their precious subjects would suffer but never did they expect the darkness to come for them too. After millions of years, the forces have never grown more stronger. All hope was lost. Until the guardian of the box, Pandora herself would come and free us all!"

"But will she actually come back, " I asked the old woman. "Or is this just a tale to raise false hope?"

The old woman stops smiling "What makes you say that?"

My grip on her hands tightens. "The gods died a long time ago. Maybe she died as well or maybe she doesn't even exist"

She strokes my cheek reassuringly "Pandora is real. She has arrived and she will free us. I have seen her with my own eyes"

"But what of she isn't?" I insist, I need to know this.

"Then i pray for all of us for the least painful demise"