While looking back at how life had been, the lies, the grooming, the schemes, it was hard for the goddess of Light and Hope to find solace knowing that for most of her life, the snake was in her own house. the memories of her past with her siblings brought a lot of anger to the goddess who would have thrown up to have been so close to the conspirator of her murder.
Ayasha was cunning, she was a weasel, a cynical mastermind who would do everything and anything to achieve her goal. For a long while, she pretended to be close to her and even dared claim that she loved her. the memories of those words uttered to her ears, while the blonde goddess would stroke the pink locks of her sister resonated inside her brain and made the goddess puke her soul. it was wrong, it was awful, it was something that made her nauseous but it also was a motivation. Ayasha would die and Elpis would bathe in her golden blood. it was a promise, it was the future.
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