Flower and Tree

"Why did you do this to us? Why take dying and dead minds and force them on unwilling and unknowing random people?" Her voice did not raise, but the few physical items in the room began to shake, and the air to on a distinct smell of sulphur. "Why not just let us live normal lives? Why burden us with this?"
Eventually It spoke. "I will tell you what I told those you host. Only Heaven, Hell, and their respective rulers are eternal, and even the Master of Lies and his domain shall yet fall under the sword of the One that the Druids called the White God."

Rated T for the beginning of Chapter 3

See last chapter for information on my lack of updates.

Also, this is one of earliest stories that I have written(discounting the ones that I wrote when I was about four), but I only re-found it recently. To those who have read it before it got 'revamped', it was once called 'Rosella Tiger'.