Bane of Greed

Please note that this story may depict disturbing and traumatizing instances of death, sexual assault, abuse, and self-injurious behavior

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"You can't kill gods, but you can kill their freedom, that's what makes them just as vulnerable as mortal beings."

In Whyrlsong, Chaos is fate, and the gods beneath it are its Vessels. Silvanya is among the chosen Vessels of war incarnate. At the peak of her prowess, a betrayal unfurls, forcing gods to turn against each other. Silvanya is the first to fall as she is cursed to an eternal slumber with a dagger driven to the center of her chest.

And it only takes an oath-bound mortal like Aerys, to pull the dagger from her heart and have her loyalty under his whim. With a broken Vessel at his side, it is up to him whether he uses her for his own agenda or free her from her cursed shackles and let chaos lead the rest.

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This story is a work in progress and will therefore be subject to changes in plotlines. This was shared on this platform with the intent of sharing whatever fucking brain rot I have right now, which you might figure out by now is still fantasy. Enjoy.