《Journey Of Destruction》Side Story 1: Wrath,My Sin.
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Over Thousands of Years In the Past
Desolate Realm
In a beautiful garden two beauties sat opposite each other on the grass conversing.Their sitting positions showed their contrasting beauty clearly,One pale woman exuded a grey aura of death but carried a playful and happy demeanor while speaking to the other beauty with wheat coloured skin,and a gentle and calm persona.
"Vita I bet i could defeat the Ares you seem to love so much without breaking a sweat" said the pale woman to the beauty opposite to her.
"I don't think having your sister want to fight the man you love after you just told her about him is normal,even if we're Gods..."
"Heh,Who wants to be normal anyway,Im far from normal and i think im great!"
"You sure are Nyarlathotep,Hahahahaha" retorted Vita as she gave a joyous laugh.
In a dimly lit room two unclear humanoid shapes faced each other.
"Taren you better not be lying to me about this,you cursed being" said a deep but clear voice.
"What good would it do me to deceive you Heinz,Can our enmity go any further than it already is? I only tell you this as we would both not want this to go any further,A relationship between a holy and dark god is the highest form of treason,simply unacceptable,PUNISHABLE BY DEATH! You are well aware this is a law shared by both of us Gods." hissed out an eerie and snake like voice.
The larger humanoid outline paused seemingly going into brief contemplation before disappearing.Leaving the smaller,slim and slouched humanoid outline alone in the dimly lit room.The mentally enroaching silence was interrupted by its abrupt and creepy cackling.It whispered slowly before disappearing as well
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"I am the God of Disease Taren!,these fools cannot comprehend that diseases can come in many forms."
"Kekekekekekekeke"
(Servant of Ares POV)
Today was going on as a regular day usually would with Vita.She would wake up stroll around her castle and greet her servants which i found odd as i wondered to why a Goddess like her would bother with lower deity servants such as them.After that she would meet up to talk with her Dark god sister Nyarlathotep and visit her good friend Heinz,The Sword God.A tall,muscular and handsome man with short gold hair similar to Vita's long golden hair that reached down to her shoulders.However as she met up with ares i noticed his aura and persona seemed different.Usually Holy Gods would naturally emit a yellow aura and Heinz was no different however today he had some ominous grey spots in his aura which seemed to steadily grow in size the more he glanced at Vita.Even though i was a considerable distance away from them,hidden in the shadow's i could still see them as they gradually increased in size.They seemed to be arguing about something which i could not make out as if i eavesdropped on them Heinz would surely detect my presence.
The argument steadily grew in intensity alerting me to report this to Master Ares as soon as possible,But how could i retreat without knowing what such an event would lead to,rather than reporting a speculation i settled to wait this out which i soon regretted as a fight broke out.Even though i was anxious i was not too worried as both of them were equal in terms of prowess.I also regretted thinking that as well.As i didn't notice Vita's unusual pale and sickly complexion compared to her usual wheat color.Before i could even realize what transpired Vita was already on her last breathe.Having seen what happened i hurriedly rushed back to Ares.
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As i arrived instead of the usual polite entrance i jumped through Ares's window.I kneeled and without waiting for his consent explained what happened.As i was cowering in fear waiting for his reponse it dawned upon me he already had left.Looking outside the window i was thankful i wasn't the reason for his wrath.
(Ares POV)
I looked down to my beloved Vita's pale lifeless corpse in my hands,then looked around me.All i could see was a destroyed city,corpses,scattered entrails and blood drowning out my surroundings.Nodding in satisaction at the destruction i caused i turned to look at the two gods that were the bane of my hatred Heinz,and Taren.At this point my body would not hold out for much longer.Im sorry Vita i wasn't there for you.
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
Im sorry
IM SORRY!!!!
"Heinz...Taren... i swear on my soul that i will personally see to your deaths,even if its not done by my hands trust me it will be done by my intentions." said Ares in a chillingly cold voice.After saying so both his body and Vita's faded in dust disappearing for eternity.Hearing such a threatening promise both Heinz and Taren shivered in fear.
Due to Your immense show of Strength,Hatred,Ruthlessness,and act of Indiscriminate Slaughter.
God Of War Ares,You have been selected to become Wrath.
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