A woman with hair as fine as gold and silver. Lips as thin as a twig and eyes as piercing as a hawks. She sat on a stone thrown with stone tigers on the armrests and a pearl as big as a fist on the head of the back. The land around her has reddish green grass and several trees. The mist on the Edge of the grass blocks off the vast endless space. Several wooden outline of a doors are spread out between the grass and mist. In the center of the land stood a tree stump flowing with power. The odd thing is that it was still alive strong sturdy branches pouted out of the stump in a circle and hold the grate sphere that gave of a series of gruesome events. This woman walled.
She the goddess looks down on her world throw the sphere. Her world, her domain she is charged of. She shakes her eyes growing red and constantly blinking a she try's to hold back but suddenly her emotions gave way the cry's of the people shatter the sky and her heart. Her brother king of the underworld had created and gifted a member of the demon race power and made the first ever demon lord. To the south of the lands of equator a hero united man to face this unprecedented threat. She watches as the army of the hero take back the land and free the races from the demon lord.
Her tears turn to smiles of grate beauty as her chosen is fulfilling his destiny and it filled her with grate emotions. Finally the last battle came the races fought clashing agents the demons and the hero and his party clash with the demon lord and his generals. After a long and insurmountable fight the war ends, and peace feels the land.
The goddess turns her vision to the future and fear replaces happiness for she sees the returning of the demons and the demon lord, so she scours the world for a man to unite her people and stand agents the demon lord.