Thursday, May 10, 2018

Chronicles of the Primeval Gods: Life and Death of Ishtar: King of Ashes

A/ N: Ishtar is hurting, somehow, he still can't shake the memory of his sister and the heinous nature of his crime against her.


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Leviathan words were still doing a number on Ishtar's mind. Maybe things would not have been this dreadful if he had killed Elpis instead of cursing her. It would have solved many issues, made his life easier. He would have ruled the primeval gods' pantheon with an iron but just hand. They wouldn't rebel against him because he cursed the last born. They wouldn't rebel against him because of the torture he inflicted on those who refused to serve him because he wouldn't have to do it if he went through with the plan. Elpis would die without knowing who did it and why they did it. He would have stabbed her from behind, held her in his arms as she would die in a matter of minutes. He would have cradled her body to bring her comfort as she vanished into the void. It should have happened this way. Her existence would have been completely erased from the world and the god's memories and he wouldn't be tormented the way he was by the memory of her. He would be free.


Ishtar was the king, but given the circumstances, he was the king of ashes. Cursing Elpis started a civil war with his siblings and despite not remembering the reasons for their fight against their new All-Father, it kept going. Their rage against Ishtar was stronger than the curse, strong enough to bring unrest to the Pantheon. Ayasha found a way to break them into submission and as Ishtar progressed, he nearly would have wiped out the rebellion if only Elpis had not scratched the seal. But she did. She did and along with it, the memories of the whole World and the gods were restored. They remembered everything and with just a scratch, the civil war took another turn for the worst. It already cost him two siblings he cared deeply for The goddess of Love, Sitäa and the Messenger of gods, Khrön. They deserted their ranks, went against marching orders to reach out to Elpis and ended up dead when Ayasha found them. He wouldn't question his sister's goals and motives but the death of these siblings hurt him more than he wanted to say.



Ironically, War made him stronger. It was the mold that shaped him, the very essence of the god. The cost was greater than he could have imagined and it was starting to take its toll on him. Ayasha denied Leviathan's accusation of manipulating Ishtar, faced his criticism without flinching and explained that she stood by him because she was in love with him. It should have made him happy and it probably did but everything was ruined when Ishtar claimed her. As he did, his true desire started to manifest itself, juxtaposing Elpis on Ayasha's body. It was a truth he couldn't hide or bury. Ishtar loved Elpis and had loved her for quite a long time already so, of course, she was in his mind when the whole time he was with Ayasha. Understandably so, Ayasha was upset and as she walked away from him, Ishtar apologized and promised he wouldn't leave her side. 

He was a man of his word and he wouldn't leave Ayasha alone, not when she devoted her whole existence to him, not when she needed his protection and love, not when she only had him. He wouldn't abandon her, but his heart did belong to someone else. Someone he cursed. Someone who would escape from her prison and would want to avenge herself. He created her fury and from this point only added to it. Elpis had the power to level pantheons and he knew that it probably was a matter of time before she came here and destroyed everything. Maybe he would be able to defeat her, maybe she would crush him and everyone else and it would be a sweet irony. He tried to kill the one he loved, but it was Love that killed him. Love she had for someone else, Love which fueled her desire for revenge. 

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