A long time ago, during the times when gods walked freely upon the mortal plane. There laid a sick god, and the lover of this god went to great lengths to save them. But it was to no avail, such a sickness had never been seen before.
"My love, I promise you that I will save you. So please, hold on a little longer." The god pleaded.
Many centuries passed and the god worked relentlessly to save their lover, and finally… a solution was found.
In glee, the god went to their sickly lover and cured them….
Such a mistake it was…
The sickly god's body contorted, limbs upon limbs, and eyes that seemed to cover the god entirely. As this transformation occurred, the pitiful god could only watch in dread as their lover turned into a monster… and abomination.
The god looked at their abomination of a lover in fear. "My love… What happened?" It asked with a ghastly voice. The god flinched, and while looking at their lover, hope started to fill their heart.
Yes, this abomination was still the one they loved, no matter what their appearance was now. "Nothing, you've been cured. How I missed your voice.." The god said in tears.
While their lover might have changed in appearance, their silver aura and gentle voice was still recognizable. And such things put them at ease. "Would you like to see the moon again?" The god asked their lover. "Why of course!" The creature said happily.
"…"
"What the hell are you telling me this for?"
The man sighed at being interrupted. "Would you please not interrupt the story?" He asked, slightly peeved. The boy looked at him with a frown, before smiling brightly.
"You're wasting my time bastard, do you know what bastards are? People who waste your time for useless shit." The boy said in an innocent tone.
The man looked at the boy, "And that's why you're a bastard, so stop wasting my time bastard." The boy continued, pointing at the man.
"At least let me finish! I was almost done!" The man said to the unruly boy. "Ok, but your name is Bastard from now on." The boy said while looking at the man.