When I started out in this foying Kingdom, it was all new and fantastical, supposed to say mostly because this is the first change of scenery since the escape of my imprisonment. A time long lost, a tale not told. Long ago before my trechory to all that I stood for, I was a child, a hero, a princess, I was the hope of my kingdom the pride of my father the widowed King.
I was destined by the deity of my Kingdom the Goddess of Life to fight the Demon lord of Oblivion the demigod bastard offspring of the God of Oblivion, two figures that only wished for the silent end of all things or at least thats what everyone died.
I traveled across the two major continents fighting demons and devils with my chosen party of those afflicted by the Demon Lords misuse of power, but as time went on, as the battles got harder, as the enemies became stronger, we had a major issue that could not be solved.
Our species, my team consisted of humans and yet our enemies were grotesque monsters, demons that fused things to themselfs, for their imperfect views on perfection.
At times I'd lose comrades, at others if battles were not won, Villages would be lost. We were heroes, nay we were human we could not protect the world, so we planned to ambush the Demon Lord at the single month every few years where he'd rest for a month.
Killing devils that guarded the castle with their lives, we'd get a step closer to peaceful days were verterans of war were not needed. Then we had arrived, the throne room a dark and empty hall where a great kingdom lost to history fell and there he rest, covered in a cocoon made of human organs from brains to livers, you could see it move as though it was breathing, as I readied the sword dipped in the throat of a Life Deer, a deer that through its own life force rejuvenated and protected forests.
I stabbed at the cocoon of gore, but something unexpected happened, the protective shell that the Demon lord was promosed to be in grew eyes at ramdom spots and stared intently in both fear and hatred at the sword that had stabbed it square.
The cocoon shaked uncontrollably and spewed blood, that turned into rain, that turned into mist. As it feel to the floor like a peeled fruit revealing the desheveled, anemic and anorexic demon lord. As my team started to cheer their cheer turned into laughter, which then became a horrifying cacophony of distorted laughter.
My teammates that had faced several life or death battles started to change shape as their bodies contored and fused together into the image of the Demon Lord of Oblivion.
Before I could process the danger and betrayal, I was hit with a straight punch to the guts forcing me back through the walls of the castle, as the demon lord walked up crushing the sword in his hand. I proceeded to get absolutely pummeled to the floor, after the Demon Lord ripped off his arm creating a party of demons of all shape and sizes having them chain me up. Then they all grew wings and flew Southeast, at random times when i'd gain conciseness i'd get gut punched by the Demon Lord and carried by the demons till I had awoken floating infront of a massacred kingdom, my Kingdom.
The Demon lord then grabbing me by the head flew towards the castle breaking in into scholars, knights, and nobles surrounding the king and the 5 year old prince protecting them, but through a whip of his tail he accurately beheaded all but the kind and prince.
He then had the freshly dead bodies transmogrify into demons of varying figures, ordering them to devour the prince as he wailed in his distorted painfilled child voice.
Filled to the brim with anger and hatred I had unleashed the platinum energy that only a god chosen hero would have, breaking off the Demon Lords entire arm, holding it like a club I rushed to attack him, only to be stopped dead in my tracks by his newly instantaneous regrowing arm, smirking he released his purple energy outlined by black, pushing me straight to the ground on one knee.
He then had one of his transmogrified demons carry the grief stricken king by the hair to him, I remeber intently how wholeheartedly I plead for his life, how tears couldn't stop flowing, I even got on both knees something my father scolded me for.
But it was not enough, the Demon Lord of Oblivion grabbed him by his head and crushed his skull, helplessly watching the blood drip from his closed hand and my father's body thump to the floor. I was first filled by a dark deep blue ocean of sadness and guilt of failing as the world's hero of failing as the princess of failing as a daughter, as its riptides carried me deeper and deeper, the I heard a voice distant but clear promise revenge and oblivion to the world to fate that allowed this I gave up my soul, only for all the ocean blue suffocating feeling to be dyed red with blood.
It semmed to me as though my actions werent my own but through my rage, through my wrath I killed every living Being on that planet including the Goddess of Life, who hid as a human.
I was then put infront of the great Gods the gods stood at the sides chattering like fools, as my wrath had been calmedand I layed on my knees a second time chained, I saw the Great Goddess of Time and Space a pale beautiful lady in an astonishing dress that acted like a ocean with living fishes in it, and the Great God of Origin and Demise a pure black skinned jacked man covered in golden tattoos with a star brand on his chest red eyes popping out of his sides ash grey hair a black and blood red veil covering his face held by a golden crown of thorns.
I could not understand what language they were speaking it was all just clatter to me, but cutting through the noise I heard [Rage against the Gods they started the war that killed your Kingdom]
I felt poison course theough my viens and infront of the Gods my wrath was set to a precident that would kill me. But during the Time they had found the deity that had set me up to this, the God of Oblivion.
I gad been captured again with the God of Oblivion taking some punishment for being the God that bkessed a mortal and sicced it to other gods
In my berserk I had killed one God injuring five. And for killing two Gods I was sent to the Planetary Jail that Both Great Gods of this universe created for the worst in creation.
It was a prison that shaped itself to a prisoner mentally attacking them and even stripping them of power through the Divine Molecules in the air.
For myself was branded the Divine Sin of Wrath I was put in a jail in a cave hidden in a mountain, a life that would never be found.
The God of Oblivion on the other hand had been thrown in a pit turned into a serpentine creature that could only make doppelgängers of others, going against his hard beliefs in taking lives not creating then and was branded, the Scaly Imperfect Sin of Envy
But through fate of trusting again I had left my imprisonment and am her bamed a hero once again but this time I won't fail.
As the two month time had already passed and ive meet with every person that I had to from tge Arch mage that created magic systems to the Arch Sorcerer that new Implications in magic and the Arch priest that had taight me the unknown Energy of the universe.
I will protect the people that call me a hero, that place their trust in me, I Will not Can not Never fail again.