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The Hidden Goddess

The Hidden Goddess

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Paranormal
My name Artemis means Goddess of the moon. Having this name growing up I thought nothing of it, maybe my parents like mythology because o the names she gave me and my brother, he's called Apollo. ~~~~~ Centuries ago, what our kind calls the Moon Goddess, use to walk the earth among us. She was a sight to see. Dark hair, pale skin, but her eyes were what stood out the most, something about them just made you feel warm. Then an attack came, the people who refused to follow the goddess had banded together, calling themselves the rouges. Their aim, to kill the Goddess. They succeeded in their mission, but not before she separated her spirit from her body. After this war the Goddess passed her life to a women, teaching her all there was to know, and when the time is right she shall rise again.
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Evil

I go by Artemis Blythe. I'm an ex-soldier turned murderer. I was charged with thirty murders and was subsequently sentenced to death. Preceding my execution, in a twist of fate, I was reborn in a child's body in a dog eat dog world ruled by two factions: Righteous and Demonic. I had two abilities in my arsenal: One let me cheat death, the other strengthened me the more I killed. I had two goals: One was to destroy the Righteous faction in its entirety, the second was to enjoy the hunt. I was named after the Goddess of the Hunt after all. Now that I was in a world where murder was validated and not outlawed, it would surely be nothing less than good time. No kindness. No selflessness. No altruism. Just acting on self-interest. There wasn't a single good bone in my body. Only pure, condensed, unadulterated evil.

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