Kassius

Since the beginning I knew i must have stepped on to a wrong path in life. Somewhere while walking that path, i stopped caring about the people who believed in me, worshipped me.

I never cared what any of the other gods said about me nor did I care about my appearances in their presence. I simply did as i pleased and i guess that was my biggest mistake, although gods should not make mistakes or at least thats what they told me.

I should have cared about my believers, but, i didn .

All they ever accomplished was build a small city that worshipped me as their god, that was the only thing I could be proud of. As time went by they started becoming more and more obsessive about me, their god.

So what did they do to ”please ” me?

They started sacrificing children in my name. An act so disgusting, that i still have nightmares about it. A god having nightmares, what a weird thought, but in the end, its true.

Anyway, once the other gods found out what my believers were doing, they got a bit mad, a bit would be putting it mildly.

So the other gods came to a conclusion that my believers were to be named heretics and soon after a war broke lose between the nine religions and my own.

What did I do about the matter? Not a damned thing.

I simply turned my gaze away and let them be massacred. All those people, men, women, children, all of them, murdered.

I trusted the other gods to let the children live, as they could easily be converted to be one of their own, i even had their promise, their word, yet they chose to betray the one thing that is sacred for us gods, OUR WORD!

Days after the massacre i chose to go there myself, to see all those who had died. Never would i have imagined the sight that would be waiting for me.

Death, everywhere I looked death was the only thing I saw.

I couldn bare the sight of what I saw, so i chose to destroy the remains of what was left myself.

I chose to bury everyone and everything in the city below the ground they laid on.

Not wanting to spend anymore time on that which was already gone, I left, I didn look back, not even giving them a glance.

Was it my fault that they had died, or was it the fault of the other gods. Honestly at the time i couldn even say, my head was filled with anger, hate, sorrow and pity.

Time passed as i simply wandered around, I didn feel like I was moving, although the scenes around me were changing.

I was stuck, stuck thinking about all the innocent souls slain because of the few.

It didn make sense, why would the other gods forsake the innocent to such a fate.

Then it hit me, the realization of it made my head hurt, all the sorrow i had burst out. Everything made sense again. Tears started to roll out of my hollow eye sockets and for the first time since the ”war ” i had a goal. The realization i had come to was, that the gods simply did not care about those who they would be hurting with their actions, whether they were young, old, poor or rich. They did not care.

I wanted revenge, but revenge would be foolish, seeing as i had forsaken my people as much as the other gods.

So I Continued wandering, until i happened to chance upon a meeting deep inside the forest city, Evergreen. Of all the gods to stumble upon it just had to be her.

Jemin, the god of nature.

There she announced that the rest of the eight gods had sinned so harshly that any of their believers would not be welcomed to their city.

This made my head hurt a bit since there actually was ten gods. Had they forgotten about me or had they come to some form of arrangement to leave me in the past.

Although i didn know about the sins of the other gods that she was talking about, but i knew it had to be serious.

Seeing her after all this time made my hurt burn. She was as beautiful as the last time i had seen her. Well of course she was beautiful, she was and is a god after all.

She was tall even for a god, who were taller than humans. She was very thin, she had long green hair that waved down to her shoulder plates. Oddly enough she had bright blue eyes that always seemed to pierce through everything they met.

Not being able to concentrate on their little gathering because of her beauty, I chose to leave and go somewhere I could think properly, I wanted to talk to her even if it was stupid idea.

And yes I might have had a long time crush on her, but who wouldn have.

After a while of simply walking through the outer forest are of her city, I happened to come across a hole in the ground. It didn seem to have an end to its depth so i chose to take a look, I jumped in.

After falling for a while i finally reached the end of the hole, and to my surprise there was a full Dungeon system waiting for me.

I chose to wander around for a while, simply to see what was down here.

”So i chose to search the dungeon out of pure curiosity, then i found you my friend. ” I said while glancing at a skeleton whose jaw was missing.

”Ok, not a chatterbox this one ”, I hugged my knee one last time before getting up and stretching.

”Time to find a way out, time waits for no god after all. Well ok maybe it does but ah… ” I started to rub my temples, ”Why am i still talking to a skeleton. ”

Looking around and thinking his place makes no sense to me at all, how can something like this exist in our world?

Who made this place, its definitely old? Walking around the dungeon felt like I had been brought to a time where humans were treated as life stock.

All around me were skeletons of somethings that definitely weren human. The skeletons had third eye socket on their forehead and, wings. Some of the skeletons didn even have white or near white bones, but rather black, like wyverns horns.

”What were you when you were alive? ” i asked while kneeling down next to a black boned skeleton with wings and three eye sockets.

Turning my head to one of the many dungeons cells I couldn help but frown, for in that cell a small skeleton was hanged from the ceiling. Somehow the skeleton looked sad, almost like it was still alive.

Walking to the cell where the little skeleton was hung I placed my hand on one of the bars that were imbedded into the dungeon itself, as soon as my hand touched it though, it disappeared. Moving to the little skeleton i looked at its empty eye sockets, it felt as if it was crying. The simple presence of sadness loomed around it, like it had never disappeared after the humans demise.

I could feel my empty eye sockets start to burn in my head, it felt as if they were on fire. What is going on I asked myself, dumbfounded and in pain. Gods aren supposed to feel pain!

”Aaagh ” a loud scream escaped from me, i couldn bear the pain, I had never felt pain like this before.

”You gods will burn for what you have done to us. ” a little girls voice echoed through the whole dungeon as my pain worsened to the point of feeling like my whole head was on fire, and then the girls voice continued ”You deem us heretics after following only your words, your orders, and then you force us here to suffer, for so long we have suffered. ”

”YOU WILL ALL BURN!! ”