Dear Diary,

My name is Omisha Kritanta Aine, my friends call me Oka while my human parents call me Krita. You are probably wondering how I got here, well let's just say I was born this way. You see I was born with a curse, a curse that gave me the powers of death. Apparently my curse was supposed to be a gift from my godly parents, but it ended up cursing me to wear gloves my entire life just so I didn't accidentally kill someone. As a Goddess living in the human world it gets pretty ruff, and I almost couldn't take it any longer. Back when I was fourteen and in high school like the rest of you, I almost killed myself, now I say almost because I found out that day that I can't die. That was also the day I found out who my real parents were. The Goddess of Hate, Akuji Aine, and the God of Gore, Gore Aine, are my real parents, they sent me to Earth to learn how to be human with godlike powers.

Anyway, I've gotta go to bed, I'll tell you more tomorrow. - Omisha Kritanta Aine

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I sigh and walk over to my closet. I look down at my black gloves and carefully remove them, then I place my bare left hand on my right arm, nothing happens. "Just another night pretending to be a normal teenage girl in a normal world where magic and gods don't exist." I mutter to myself as I put my gloves back on and grab my pajamas. I put my pajamas on then my gloves, I walk downstairs in my black and red splotched pajamas and join what very few friends I have as it is.

Rick looked up and grinned, "Look who decided to join us in her own house!" he said, teasingly.

I laugh, "Rick! Shut up or else!" I say, teasingly, with a smile, for some reason my human friends always make me smile, it's probably because I grew up with them my entire life.

Rick responds, "Or what? You'll kill me? We all know you don't have the capability to kill anyone." I look away as I think about my powers and what I can do with them.

"You know how sensitive I am to the topic of death!" I say, my voice barely above a whisper as I start seeing ghosts of those who died a long time ago as well as a couple of demons like, Adelina, the Illusionist Demon. I can also see a few angels like, Violetta, the Angel of Energy.

Linda, a good friend of mine, smiles kindly, "Rick apologize to Oka right now!" she says, placing a hand on my thigh.

Rick rolls his eyes and apologizes, "I'm sorry Oka, I forgot, I didn't mean it."

I smile shyly, "It is quite alright Rick, people forget how sensitive I am to many things..." I say, looking down at my gloved hands. Nikita laughs as she watches TV and we all look over at her.

Nikita notices us staring and says, "What?!" We all start laughing.

"Linda, I can't believe you're actually dating her, I mean come on you can do way better than that!" I say teasingly. Nikita tackles me to the ground and I laugh.

"You take that back right now or I'll remove your gloves!" Nikita says, she's only teasing but still, the idea of me accidentally killing someone or something makes me retreat into my shell.

"I- was only kidding... I take it back..." I say, wrenching myself out from under Nikita's huge yet beautiful ass. I immediately back away from everyone, holding my hands as close to myself as I can with my double D's in the way.

Linda looks at me with worry in her beautiful blue eyes. "Oka? You okay? Is something wrong?" She asks. I carefully remove my glove from my left hand and, as if in a trance, I touch the nearest plant, watching it wither under my touch. I hear everyone gasp before I put my glove back on, sealing my deadly powers away.