The Creation

"Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation."
-Rabindanath Tagore

As the legend goes, the world was created from the darkness of nothing. Yet the maker of all things, grew tired of the world he created, for it yet contain nothing that worship him. So he created the human whom shall inhabit the world. So he created the first two human that shall grew and change the world, and in return, they shall worship him.

The maker grew fond of his creations he made, but tiredness from creating all starting to take a toll on him.

"I can't fall asleep yet" he said to himself, "who would take care for my worshiper?"

He ponder long and hard until he came to one end. "I'll create a goddess!" he exclaim, "a goddess of great beauty and passion. Whom will hold my creation dear, like a mother to her child!"

So he set forth to create a beauty of whom he shall call daughter,

of whom he can trust to take care of all,

of whom shall never rebel to him at all.

He gathered what he needed. The first women, the first mother he ever created. Though she may have died long ago from old age, her bones still remains on the world of the living. He gathered those bones and with the strength left from him, he gave it life, but not just life, an eternal life.

"Rise my daughter! For you shall be born as goddess!"

The bones was basked in the sudden burst of light, and in that light, came birth two gods.

The woman,whom he expected to rise, was the goddess of the living, who the master of creation intended to create, was stunningly beautiful. Her snow white skin her that basked in the glimmering light. Her hazelnut colored hair that matches with her brown eyes that could pierce you truly. Her beauty was beyond comprehensible.

Next to her was a man. His body was quite fine of build, much like a work of a sculptor. His hair was as blue as the deep dark see, yet on the contrast, his blue eyes was that of a colored of the light blue sky.

By far, he truly is a god from just his looks, and yet, his rebirth was a mistake. He was never intended to be alive and live forever. He, himself was a mistake of the maker.

"a mistake it seems, " said the maker, "you are a god I created, and yet, your creation has neither purpose nor worth, " he said to the man, "but I can't let you wonder about...

…so I shall cast you on the deepest abyss of the sea."

he said as he throw the blue haired man to the deepest part of the ocean.

A place, where he can never be seen by the shines of light...

A place, where he can never see the shines of light...

….for the rest of eternity...

AU: Yeah, this is my new story. hope you like it and please, please, please review! I would much appreciate it!

oh and I'm also looking for a beta reader, so if any of you want to read and help me improve my stories, I would much, much, much appreciate it
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