Ethros, the supreme ruler of all other gods of the Earth,sat on his throne, counting the days as time ticked by, wondering when the time would come for him to leave his throne to his son and daughter. Every couple new mornings in the mortal world, he’d ask, “How many years has it been?” Most would expect him to know right away. After all, to the mortals and his surrounding gods, he was the lord almighty, commanding heaven. What most didn’t know, was that heaven was right in their sun. Reality’s dreamland itself was located in the star that shone brightest in their galaxy. However, mortals used the absence and presence of the sun to count their days, so being directly in the sun and unable to see which side of Earth it’s facing …show more content…
“How many years has it been?”he asked her. “Thirteen,” she replied immediately without hesitation since she’d answered this question countless times in the past. Ethros sighed with obvious dissatisfaction. “Thirteen years since the devil was fallen? In three years, when she’s sixteen, she’ll rise and take my throne, that slut. So incredibly immature and ignorant, would you not agree?” “A minor being like me doesn’t dare have any opinions on this matter, my lord.” “I give my thanks for your respect, Sora, but we all know having her on our throne will be a disaster. I don’t understand why she was the one chosen in my blood line to be the heir, it doesn’t make …show more content…
If the world was muted, you’d think they were simply escorting her to a hotel room. She put up no fight, just looked around at the white castle in the sun that she’d never see again, and left without a backward glance. Those were the dangers of being near Ethros. There was luxury, beauty, anything anyone could ever want, a word spoken and everyone rushed to your aid, but it could be just as easy to lose everything, even what you started with.
Sora had long predicted this should happen. Her room was emptied, and one of the servants found a note written by Sora addressed to Ethros. She spoke about his vanity, and egotism, and cursed him in every way she thought appropriate, laughing to herself thinking about his reaction, waiting for the day to come after she was gone to read it. He angrily sent soldiers to retrieve her so he could punish her himself, but it was too late. She had already been turned into just another cloud floating in the sky among thousands of sisters and brothers who’d made her same