Revenge was nothing if the loss was insignificant. The bigger the loss, the more rewarding the revenge. In Elpis' case, Revenge would feel like a rebirth. Long before she was born her path was decided. She would become the sweet love child of Gaea and Khaos. She would become a goddess who would serve and satisfy her family's desires. She was built to serve, comfort, soothe and induce enough willpower into the hearts of the mighty that they would never stop. Hope was meant to keep them powerful, drive their hearts, maintain the faith of their worshippers at all-time highs. She was a tool and nothing else, whether or not her siblings loved her was beside the point. She couldn't choose.
Until she could.
Meeting Pride was akin to setting a bomb off. It destroyed everything. The goddess was set free, from her golden cage. she was liberated from the control forced upon her by her peers and for the first time could choose for herself.
She chose Pride, of course. She chose Love. For the first time since she was born, she felt a true connection with another being. Pride was complicated, he always had been, but she still was able to build something with him. They were strong, they were powerful, they couldn't have been stopped and because their love stroke fears in the heart of her family, they were denied their love. She was cursed and erased from every being's memories and he was unmade and remade. She lost the Sin she was in love with; She lost the life she was promised, the one she so fiercely thought to protect and live. She was betrayed by her siblings, both in the past and millennia later. The allies she had died by the hands of her enemies, Khrön, Sitäa... and the several other siblings she had were all killed by Ishtar and Ayasha. Nothing was left but dust and bones. Nothing was left
But she was reborn. She was back into the mortal realm and she was hell-bent on reclaiming all that was stolen away from her. All... including Pride.
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