Chronicles of the primeval gods: Life and Death of Ishtar: Purpose

 Chronicles of the primeval gods: Life and Death of Ishtar: Purpose

A/N: what can I say? when an animal is cornered, he fears. That's where he becomes dangerous.

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He could see her silhouette from afar. Figment of his imagination that tormented the primeval god of war, Elpis never left his side. No matter where he stood, she was always nearby. The weight of his guilt, the self-loathing he felt for the actions Ayasha forced upon him. The god of war didn't regret killing his father. It was something he was quite proud of after all and he desired the throne for himself after a while. He was even competing against his other brother, Leviathan, for the crown. What was eating him up alive was the betrayal upon Elpis. He could never get rid of his unspoken desire nor the guilt wrapped around his actions. She trusted him and he crushed her heart into pieces. He cursed her into a solitary life, erased her from the memories of mankind and weakened her. Perhaps the worst thing he ever did to her was to take her apart from her beloved. How could she forgive him? How could she give him a second chance after what he did? How could he get rid of the emotions he felt for her? 

Yet, It wasn't what drove him on Earth that day. He needed to leave the Primeval gods realm in order to find peace among those who didn't rest. He had to gorge himself out of the worship humans gave him and their unquenchable thirst for war and conflicts. He came to find some peace of mind, a reassurance of his power and the odds he had at beating Pride. The hallucination he had of his sister was always followed with a shadow. The only thing he knew about the Sin was his purple hues and since he had no idea of what he looked like, all he could imagine was a human shape made of smoke with purple eyes. He hated Pride. He hated him with all his heart. He hated him not just because he was an abomination made by the Greek god of Death. No! He didn't even hate him because he was a weapon designed to subjugate and defeat gods. He hated him because he took Elpis away from him. He stole her heart! he stole her love! he made it so that nothing was left for him. 

He hated him for that, perhaps even more than he hated him for the death of Leviathan. A sin was able to kill another god. It was impossible to fathom for the god of war. How could that be? Yes, of course, getting rid of the greek pantheon was supposedly easy. why wouldn't it be? The sins were designed by one of these gods and they were meant to be weapons. He never considered them to be threats because he assumed they wouldn't be able to evolve or be better than the Primeval gods. He imagined they would be limited and that crushing them would be a piece of cake. How mistaken he had been! They had been reckless and because of that, Leviathan was dead. The death of his brother brought a new string of concerns for the New All-Father. They had the power to destroy Primeval gods! They were able to bring the end of the Primeval Gods pantheon. What happened when gods died? where did they go? Gaea never told her children what would become of them but he suspected that Oblivion was the destination. 

Did he want to die? 

Did he want to disappear? 

Of course not! 

But what could he do about it? what could he do? Ishtar let his black eyes stare at the oblivious humans who were enjoying their puny lives. They were talking, drinking coffee and buzzing around in a desperate search for the meaning of their existence. Humans lived short lives and for the god who was immortal, it seemed like a blink of an eye. It was insignificant. They were insignificant! Yet, they spent their whole lives, looking for the meaning of it. For a purpose. That was a luxury the Primeval gods never needed. They were born with a purpose. Ishtar was. He was the God of War and now he was the All-Father! His purpose was to rule everything! to decide for everything and to bring forth new lives and new beginnings or end them with a flick of his finger. His purpose was....what was it? Ishtar couldn't help but feel as if everything had lost meaning. He could have enjoyed being the god of war for the entirety of his existence and yet, yet he chased after something bigger, something better. He could have been his own person and yet he became a puppet. He could have...He could have... 

But he didn't and he lost everything. 

So what was left for him to do?  

Destroy the Sin, overcome his growing fear of Death and face him. Yes...Face him. 

-TBC-