On a cold, rainy afternoon a small child can be seen making their way into a grove of trees.
The child in question looks to be a, albeit feminine, boy around the age of 11. His figure is small and thin and his hair a light pink; strangely, this is his natural hair color.
However, all these unique traits pale in comparison to his eyes.
His eyes are an odd mixture of vibrant green and dull purple. Even stranger, each of his eye's colors are inverted, with his left one having more purple while his right has more green. His pupils are diamond-shaped with the left one being a dark green and the right one being a bright yellow.
Truly, what a strange child.
As the child, a smile plastered on his face, continues to make his way further into the grove you'd think he'd come out on the other side by now with how small it was from the outside, but…no.
The further the child went the more the grove seemed to expand, along with the expansion came more wildlife, and therefore more noise.
But, the child seemed unbothered by it all, keeping the same steady pace as when he entered. He continued his way through, passing by rabbits, squirrels, and many other creatures. He even passed a bear at one point, who, peculiarly, ignored the child.
As the rain continued to pick up, the boy's rose-colored jacket began to flail around and, just like with the strange increase in wildlife, he seemed un-bothered, a small smile still plastered on his face
Slowly but surely, the treeline began to break, and what appeared before the child was a beautiful sight.
It was an enormous lake, so large it looked as if it would take two whole days to cross. Next to that lake sat a…gingerbread house? The house was about the size of a small cottage, but instead of wood for walls there was cookie and instead of logs for the roof there was icing. Embedded in the icing there were, what looked to be, many jellybeans.
The child barely paid it any mind.
With the same steady pace as before the child made his way up to the candy building and up the set of Hershey chocolate stairs leading to the door. Though, he stopped for a moment to swipe a small bit of icing that had dripped from the roof to the railings with his finger; without even an ounce of hesitation he quickly stuffed the icing in his mouth. His smile seemed to grow a bit more, he looked to be content with the taste.
He was aware that his sweet tooth was getting the better of him.
Without waiting any longer the child made his way inside, no lock there to stop him; after all, what need was there for a lock on a home only he could find.
Keeping the same pace as before, the child made his way towards the small chair in the living room and sat down. In front of the child on a small table was a chess set, its pieces placed as if it were in the middle of a game.
One of the rook pieces slid to a new spot, moved by an unseen force.
The child smiled and spoke.
"Checkmate."
The child's voice was high-pitched and filled with so much mischief and glee it would almost terrify you.
Suddenly, a sound similar to a roaring beast appeared and a strong whirlwind followed. The furniture and all small objects in the room were thrown about. Abruptly, the door was thrown open and then the howling wind vanished.
During this encounter the child's smile never left his face.
"You'll have to try harder than that, dryad." The child spoke with a hint of teasing in his voice.
How was a mere forest spirit supposed to defeat him in his own specialty? After all, he was Tet, the God of Games, the Eternal Child.