Chronicles of the Primeval gods: Life and Death of Ayasha: Ambition

A/N: Ayasha just wanted to be heard

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Ayasha could remember the day she had her first taste for blood. It happened after Elpis was cursed by Ishtar. The rebellion started, their own siblings took sides. Those who were in support of Ishtar's action sided with him and the rest opposed him. Ayasha had always desired control and power. She had always wanted to show that she was a ruthless and capable ruler but knew her limitations. Knowledge was only a tool for whoever knew how to use it. She wasn't a fighter, couldn't possibly go toe to toe with most of the primeval gods, but she had knowledge. She knew of their weaknesses and knew how to exploit them. She knew of their secret desires and could exploit them. She simply needed something to ignite this fire inside of her and Khrön gave it to her.

The messenger of gods found himself on the wrong side of this war. He quickly fell and surrendered to his brother, the new all-father Ishtar. Ayasha suggested she could talk to him and reason with him and under the guise of compassion and love, the goddess found herself alone with a bound and weakened god.

She could do as she pleased and did so, using the instruments of torture at her disposal. Khrön was soft, easily the perfect victim for her to experiment with her sadistic tendencies. He resisted as much as he could, calling her out on her double-face and mind-games but the more he did, the more brutal she became. Drawing blood from her own sibling took her forever because she wasn't sure she wanted to do it, but when finally after days of trying to bring herself to rip his wing off of his back, she felt the warm crimson liquid soak her fingers and run over her arms, she smiled. It felt wonderful to the goddess who smeared his blood all over her hands and onto her face, chest, and hair.

Khrön might have been weak and nearly passed out, he still could see his sister's true face. The face of a woman who nearly climaxed from the overloading of her very senses. His complete submission was her reward, The breaking of his mind was the main course and the blood she had on her hands was nothing more but the icing on the cake.

Ayasha realized on that day that she wanted more and was ready to take more if only Ishtar let her maneuver as she pleased. She would be queen, the queen of everything and she would rule supreme.

-TBC-