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A lot changes when creation itself is expected to kneel before you.
For a Goddess, existence is not a choice. It is a burden. A sentence. A crown forged from pain.
Echoflux knows suffering better than any being alive - not because she is divine, but because she wasn't always.
Once, she was betrayed.
Once, she was powerless.
Once, she was nothing.
Now, her judgment shapes reality.
If Echoflux deems something right, then it is right.
If she deems it wrong, then it is wrong.
That is the law of existence - the cycle of a life where death does not apply.
Across collapsing dimensions, dying worlds, and realms stripped of their spark, she walks alone.
Through wars no mortal mind could comprehend.
Through bravery and arrogance that end in blood.
Through diplomacy that borders on madness.
Families fracture.
Kingdoms fall.
Creation trembles.
And somewhere in the chaos, a question lingers:
What does a Goddess owe to the world that once abandoned her?
But it doesn't matter she's survived many things they've tried everything already try to rewrite her that doesn't work.
You see her as a simple line on a piece of paper to erase that doesn't work.
As long as you have a physical or none physical body you can be erased as long as you can see, breath, walk, talk, fly, move or feel you can be erased.
The world is under her jurisdiction as long as you can see, feel or even touch her as long as you know she's their your life, your existence is in the palm of her hands.
Echoflux- Fiction does not exist this isn't a story it's a life not a story I am not a piece of fiction on a paper and if you see me if you even think of me as so you can and will be erased.
Only time will tell.
This is Journey Of Echoes. Never mess with the incarnation of creation. I will be posting this story on Royal Road.