Chronicles of the primeval gods: life and Death of Ishtar: Jealousy

Chronicles of the primeval gods: life and Death of Ishtar: The burden of the crown. 

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The king is dead, long live the king! Khaos was dead and had been for a few thousand years now. Ishtar took advantage of Khaos mourning for Elpis' death to attack him when he least expected it. Ayasha convinced the god of war to challenge their father. She convinced him Khaos was unfit to lead the primeval gods and Isthar executed her order. Killing his father didn't shock him as he believed it would. Khaos was a threat to his children, his bias towards Elpis was so much that he endangered his children. After all, it was justified. He was going to allow Elpis to pursue her relationship with sin. He was going to allow Death at the doors of their pantheon. Ishtar couldn't let him. So he killed his own father and crowned himself instead.  Elpis was punished, wasn't she? A life spent in a never-ending reincarnation cycle was punishment enough. He couldn't kill her. No matter how pressed Ayasha was about killing their baby sister, he could never have ended her life. It wasn't rocketed science as to why he wouldn't. Ishtar was in love with her. With the sweet and obedient goddess, he used to know.  His love for her blinded the god, even today, as he considered his future and the plans he had for the primeval pantheon and the sins.  Elpis had always haunted his thoughts. From the moment she became nubile to the moment she matured into the full-fledged goddess of Hope, her perfect features were on his mind. Ishtar desired her, but unlike Leviathan, he actually had genuine feelings towards his sister. He wanted to make her happy, to make her feel safe with him. The obvious chemistry they had when they worked together was a testimony that they were meant to be together. She knew he cared for her, she felt his desire for her and Elpis knew he would do anything he could to protect her from harm. He did so when Leviathan tried to force himself on her, he did so when other lesser gods tried to hurt her. But she betrayed him when she fell in love with Pride. She fell for a sin! An abomination created by an ambitious leader God so he could destroy Zeus. To add insult to the Injury she caused him, she fell in love with it. She gave her love to it. She denied Isthar the love that was promised to him. That's why it was hurting him to the point he decided to separate them. That's why he let Ayasha convince him he had to punish Elpis. That's why his blood was boiling since Pride set her free. 

Jealousy.... envy... those emotions were tormenting him. He didn't care that it was a Sin. He cared that she loved that Sin. Someone else but him. He couldn't keep his anger in check at the thought they were entangled together in a passionate embrace. It sickened him to hear her claim her love for the sin as they would be cuddling together or making love. Isthar was supposed to be the one to see her face contort with pleasure as he would explore her. He wanted to have his hands tangled into her pink locks and his lips wrapped around her neck. he wanted to be the name she would scream as Passion would make her whole body shake. he wanted so many things from his sisters, things he knew he wouldn't have because of the Sin. Pride took her from him. He took her innocence, her heart, and her very soul. She was so in love with him that she sacrificed her life for him. why couldn't she love Isthar? what was with that Sin that she couldn't find with the god of War? He clenched his fists, his jaw tightened as anger overwhelmed him.  Pride was nothing, if not an empty shell used by Hades to conquer the world. He was trying to pretend he had feelings, ambitions, a strong will, but he was just a puppet and he was done insulting the New All-Father. The tall and handsome brunet stood up and adjusted his tie and suit. He glanced around him, at the mere mortals who weren't aware of his divine presence among them and grinned as they started to feel angry and acted on this anger. Violence exploded all around him, and people who would have been peaceful otherwise started to fight each other. As violence escalated, the god walked away, satisfied by the sight as it appeased his mind. The truth was, he still considered the words uttered by Leviathan before he died at the hands of the Sin. Ayasha was playing him, he was just a pawn at the mercy of the goddess of Knowledge's will. It didn't sit well with the god to whom the idea of being manipulated insulted him and his ego. It also implied that everything that happened from the moment Elpis fell in love with Pride and the moment he killed the All-Father was a horrible long con played by Ayasha, should it be real. 

Jealousy... envy, those were the emotions that drove the King-of-them-all. He refused to admit that he wanted to be in the sin's shoes and have Elpis' love for himself. Why would hef all for something as petty as love? He refused to admit that the only reason he wanted to terminate the Sin was to claim his sister back. Pride didn't deserve her, he didn't deserve to have someone genuinely love him. He didn't deserve to be treated as someone instead of something. He wasn't a person, he had no soul. He was even less than the dirt Ishtar stepped onto. Elpis couldn't see it, but he would make her whether she wanted it or not. His eyes turned red from adrenaline as he found his new resolve. It had always been Elpis, from the very beginning, and she will be the reason he would be victorious again. He would take her back from that usurper. He would claim her again after he destroyed her raison- d'être in front of her. 

-TBC-