TheLover
✫ Do you see right through me?
We are all made to fufill the fate we were given, you cannot change fate even if you wanted to. It is nothing but a dream to become deny and rewrite fate. Isn’t it ?
She holds the book of fate, she who is all powerful, she who keeps fate in line. With the book of fate, Life and Death are given existence. The two gods, opposites that go hand in hand, heart in heart. Life brings beings into this earth, welcomes little children and newborn animals, gifts his life to growing flowers. Life is prayed too, worshipped, as he is what gives their world light.
Death welcomes the beings Life had once held, now lost to the pain that is dying, losing your everything, it’s because Death must and will always come. He coddles those who’ve been hurt and wronged by fate, he gives them a better life, with death. But he is not worshipped, nor loved, he has wronged millions, but who is he to mess with his given fate?
The book of fate is stolen, and torn, by they who is unknown. Leaving Life and Death with no fate, nothing to follow, Death finds himself running to Life’s temple, he’s free of fate, he is allowed to experience the existence of pure and untainted life. Life is able to experience the sorrows and weight of death, They two gods able to understand the beauty in eachothers duties.
But they soon come to realize that the book of fate is what keeps the world in shape, They must find the lost godess of fate and her book, and stitch both back piece by piece if they must.
She holds the book of fate, she who is all powerful, she who keeps fate in line. With the book of fate, Life and Death are given existence. The two gods, opposites that go hand in hand, heart in heart. Life brings beings into this earth, welcomes little children and newborn animals, gifts his life to growing flowers. Life is prayed too, worshipped, as he is what gives their world light.
Death welcomes the beings Life had once held, now lost to the pain that is dying, losing your everything, it’s because Death must and will always come. He coddles those who’ve been hurt and wronged by fate, he gives them a better life, with death. But he is not worshipped, nor loved, he has wronged millions, but who is he to mess with his given fate?
The book of fate is stolen, and torn, by they who is unknown. Leaving Life and Death with no fate, nothing to follow, Death finds himself running to Life’s temple, he’s free of fate, he is allowed to experience the existence of pure and untainted life. Life is able to experience the sorrows and weight of death, They two gods able to understand the beauty in eachothers duties.
But they soon come to realize that the book of fate is what keeps the world in shape, They must find the lost godess of fate and her book, and stitch both back piece by piece if they must.
