Elpis enjoyed the freedom that came with the ring Pride gifted her. With it, she was now able to follow him anywhere he went. She was able to go wherever she saw fit without any care in the world. The ring was forged with the jointed efforts of Hecate and Pride, laced with magic that rendered her invisible to the inquisitive eye of the goddess of knowledge. Her pantheon couldn't find her! It allowed the goddess to roam the mortal realm she loved so much as freely as before and take the opportunity to train. Since she broke free from her curse, the goddess realized that she was far more powerful than her pantheon wanted her to believe. She wasn't just the mere goddess of Light and Hope, no! She was true balance, the lovechild of Creation and Destruction, of Life and Death!
She was the most powerful being of her pantheon and now that she was free of their mental manipulation, Elpis could see the truth. She could feel it, her connection to the world of the living was stronger than ever, rivaling the power of her mother, the All-Mother Gaea. Every day, her power grew to the point that it wasn't a matter of If but rather a matter of "when" she would take over and become the new All-Mother. She promised her mother, in the rare time they could converse together; that she was coming for her crown, and once Elpis had set her sight on something, she would stop at nothing to get what she wanted. Gaea knew that her days were numbered and her daughter would come for her head.
Elpis walked into the forest and after a quick spell chanted, protected her from mortal gaze. She summoned her scythe and twirled it with both hands. Pride had been so generous with her when he decided to forge the weapon in the depths of Tartarus. It was a work of art, heavy but easy to manipulate at the same time. At the top of the weapon, there was a carved skull. The curved blade of the scythe was huge and sharp, and "The Lightbringer" was engraved in Sumerian, a rather cheeky nod to the time she destroyed that pantheon on impulse. The handle was made of fine iron and Elpis life was sculpted all over it. She could see the golden years in the gilded cage they forced her into, and the betrayal at the hands of her brother. Elpis marveled at the beauty of the Scythe, at how carefully crafted it was, and felt a surge of gratitude towards her beloved overwhelm her. She would make him proud. She would practice and she would make sure that she was ready for the war.
So Elpis twirled her scythe and then hit a tree with the blade, slicing it in half. She then used her powers to lift the trunk up in the air to use it as a target. It became a dance, where the scythe as if it was one with her. It followed her command, going where she wanted it to, cutting what she wanted it to, but she went overboard and the weapon escaped her hands and fell on the ground. The goddess sighed and landed on the grass. She walked towards the scythe and knelt before it. It was a start, it wasn't that bad after all. She did rather good for the first time testing the weapon in public. with a wave of her hand, the scythe disappeared and Elpis looked up to the sky, unbothered by the sound of the pieces of wood that fell on the grass. It was a beautiful sky, clear and empty, and for the first time since the goddess had entered the forest, she could hear the sounds of nature. The birds were singing, and there was a light cold breeze that brushed over her face. Life was good... And it would be better.
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