A/N: As usual, I've been working a bit on our lore <3 introducing a bunch of new characters and added a little bit of backstory for our lovebirds. Hopefully, you will also like this one my dear <3 <3 <3
these characters belong to me, don't use them/steal. Pride belongs to my friend <3
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She found him. Her heart was in raptures because she found the man who haunted her dreams. Something awoke inside of her and she wasn't able to actually know what that was. Her eyes were wide open, her skin was covered with goosebumps and the hair on her arms was electric. She knew his face, dreamed of it for as long as she could remember and that feeling of contempt and joy that washed over her almost felt surreal. It didn't belong to her, it wasn't /her/ emotions. Yet, how could she explain it to someone else? How could she express herself and have them understand that it felt like a thousand years old reunion? Her hazel eyes were staring at him, who was standing in front of her seemingly unbothered by the cold weather.
« I have been looking for you for so long. I kept seeing you in my dreams and I didn't know if you were real or just a dream... but now... but now that you are in front of me, I realize that I don't know you. My heart can recognize you but my mind doesn't. I've never met you before.. am I crazy? »
No. She wasn't crazy. Her soul was still sealed within this human body and unable to escape from the eternal curse that was cast on her. It would take some time, more memories of their lives together before eventually, her feelings for him brought her back onto this plane of existence. But her divine heartbeat and it was heard miles away to another plane of existence, in the realm of the elder gods.
Ayasha « The watcher » was staring at the ruins of the golden fountain where one could have a look at any other worlds or planes of existence. She very often came near the fountain to catch a glimpse of her sister's current life and make sure the cycle of reincarnation wasn't broken. Her skin was made of gold and her eyes were bright and green with a green sclera. Her head was bald but she wore ornamental crowns made of diamonds and gold. Her upper half was left naked but decorated with a river of pearl necklaces and around her waist was attached a white cotton skirt, folded in the Egyptian fashion. She was sitting near the fountain when she heard the heartbeat. It happened only once but the noise was so loud that it made the realm of the elder gods shake for a minute. Her eyes grew wide and she stood up, alarmed that maybe her beloved sister woke up from her slumber so she searched for her soul, only to be unable to find it due to Pride's essence that was cloaking everything around him and hid him from the mirror. Panicked, Ayasha started to bit at her bottom lip. What was she going to do? Did the others feel it too?
She didn't have to wait too long for a lightning bolt to strike near her and her brother Ishtar « The Executioner. » to appear from it. He was tall, with a skin as dark as the night, peppered with white dots that made him look like a starry night. He had a long grey mane that was braided up to his waist. His eyes were blue with a white sclera and in his hand was a humongous ax he kept carrying along. He was wearing tight black pants with white patterns around the belt. He was the one who stabbed Elpis, the elder goddess of hope the minute he was aware of her romance with an original sin. He tried to talk her out of it, but she was deeply involved with that filth. She tried to appeal to his mercy and convince him that Pride and the rest of the sins weren't as bad as legends wanted to make them but he didn't listen. They had the power to destroy gods and quite succeeded with the Olympians and he didn't want her to bring a potential murderer into their house. The idea of it made him nauseous so when she told him she was expecting her first child, he lost his mind. He destroyed the abomination and stabbed his sister with the Blade of Destiny, the only weapon able to kill an elder god and forged by their all-fathers arch enemy I'krann « the cursed one. ». He cast a spell on it so she would be trapped within a human body and forced to reincarnate for eternity but that heartbeat brought him near Ayasha. She was starting to break the cycle.
« Did you hear brother? » Ayasha spoke with a worried tone. He nodded and looked into the broken fountain. « Do you think she would come to us? She might turn into the goddess of Despair.. she might want to avenge herself. »
« Don't fret little sister. She hasn't broken her chains as of now. We still have time ahead of us. »
« Time? What for? » Ayasha furrowed her brows and put her hand on his shoulder. He was tensed, she could feel it.
« I can't seem to find her! There's only one reason that could prevent me from seeing her. Did she find him? » Ayasha swallowed a lump and took a few steps back. « ANSWER ME !! » He yelled!
« She.. she just has. She just has. That's why we heard her heartbeat... I'm scared. What we did was wr--- »
« Don't you say it. I did what I had to do to protect our kind. She's the one who fell in love with that filth. NOW, if he's around we have to make sure they don't get back together. We have to make sure she doesn't remember him. We could also very easily kill her in this lifetime and have her start all over again. Her soul is immortal as long as we don't use the Blade of Destiny. Ayasha... »
« yes, Ishtar? » He curled his hands into fists and looked at her.
« I have to return to our remaining brothers and sisters. We still have an ongoing war and very little of us remain. Make sure she doesn't remember him. Don't fail us. »
« I won't. I promise. » He kissed her forehead and turned into a lightning bolt that went away. Ayasha looked at the fountain and sighed deeply. Part of her wanted Asma to finally be happy and at peace but she was too afraid of her wrath to let her go. She would make sure, her human envelop die before she could remember everything. She moved her hand over the fountain and summoned creatures of the darkness to go on Earth and possess four men who were specialists in assassinations with only one target in mind: Asma Jensen.
(TBC)
