Rose Tyler
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*Hey all, I have had this idea for a while now and would love to have someone take up the role of the God of Death. If interested just comment down below ^__^*
~Golden Blood of Life~
Yin, Yang. . . Push, Pull. . . light, dark. . . Life and Death. All of these are one and the same. The world will forever be ran by these two entities and nothing can change that, or so the gods and goddess thought. The entirety of the world of Terra is governed by gods and goddess; fire gods, water gods, earth gods and air gods. These are known as the class B gods, but the one that truly rule the world are classified by Class A. Life and Death. Being complete opposites, one would think that life and death would be in constant battle with one another. No, life and death were partners and great friends, until that friendship began to grow and bloom into something else. The god of death was the only one in charge of the underworld, his goddess was never created, never found, never born. Freya knew that immortality could be lonely if spent alone, her counterpart the god of life was slain by mortals wielding the bane of the Immortals. The leader of these immortals broke into her temple and stole the forbidden fruit turning him into the new god of life. . . God Solas. Solas loved Freya, but she did not return his love for her heart belonged to another. Freya the goddess of life would meet with god of death in her lush evergreen forest that was filled with animals. It was beautiful she loved her and she loved him creating the most beautiful balance the world has ever seen. . . A golden tree with Blue and green illuminating leaves. This tree stood in secrecy for thousands of years until one day the god of life Solas followed Freya out the secret meeting spot. His brown eyes became red as he saw “his goddess” with another god. Solas hasn’t been a god for long, he was previously a human who ate the forbidden fruit of the gods and became one. A god full of human emotions was the most dangerous of all. Quietly he left the two to their discussions and plans, while Solas headed back to the temple. The monks pleaded with him, but they were met with a fierce hand as they were thrown out of his path. “Tell me human, there must be a weapon against the gods! Where is it! That SNAKE has hidden it somewhere here! Now tell me where it is!” His grip on the monks neck tightened until he managed to speak. “ My loyalty is to my goddess, not you” Solals was full of rage and with the snap of his fingers the monk turned to dust. “Who is next?” The other monks gulped and bowed down before showing him the secret room where the bane of the gods resided. The room was black except for a single circular golden light shining on a black dagger made from the bones and bloods of the titans of old. “ This is it?” Solas scoffed. “Yes my god. Any immortal cut by it will become mortal and then. . . “ The monk grew quiet. “ Then will be able to be killed. . . perfect.” God Solas smirked and waited for Freya to come back to the temple.
The beautiful goddess knew something wasn’t right and could feel it deep within her. “Freya?” The god of death asked her as his hand gently rubbed her arm in a reassuring way. “Hm?” She hummed looked at him with her earthy honey brown eyes. “Are you alright?” He gently took her hand in his rubbing soft circles in it. “I’m fine I need to get back, it is getting late and Solas is expecting me.” The god of death narrowed his eyes for he never liked the new god of life. “Okay, just be careful. See you next time?” Freya smiled and nodded her head before going to her temple. On the way she was met with decaying plants, dead animals, and the once gold temple was black. “Solas! Are you here!?” She yells thinking something terrible happened to him. “Goddess, you must leave. Solas killed Monk Hinano! He is out to get you! The other monks have turned on you!” The monk yelled in a hushed tone. Freya’s eyes became glossy as her best friend and most beloved monk was slain in her absence. “No, Adonis, please I need you to leave. If what you say is true then you need to run, please run towards the north. I need you to speak with death tell him what has happened here and give him this.” She reaches arounf her neck and takes off her beautiful golden medallion that has the tree of life engraved on it. Adonis bit his lower lip and hugged the goddess who melted into his small frame. “Please be careful my lady.” Freya nodded her head and pushed the monk out of the temple shutting the door. “Solas!” Her godly voice echoed throughout the temple shaking its walls." How dare you kill MY monks!" She was furious “Show yourself you coward!” A dark laugh came from behind her. “Ah my dear so good to have you join me tonight” His arm snaked around her waist and his other jerk forwards digging the Bane of the Immortals into her side. Freya's eyes became wide with fear and pain as she watches her blood slowly turns from gold to red. "Now Freya since you are . . . well mortal, I can have total control and you will perish here within the temple. Locked up in this room never to see the light of day again" Solas went to grab the beautiful now mortal until Freya used the last of her powers and teleported herself to the tree she and god of death made, hoping that her only faithful monk would find help since her ways of communication were gone. With her powers fading, the once beautiful and warm land became cold, full of snow. Not a single life form could be sensed except for the the tree she and death created. The light slowly left her eyes as she continued to put pressure on her wound that stained the snow red.
~Golden Blood of Life~
Yin, Yang. . . Push, Pull. . . light, dark. . . Life and Death. All of these are one and the same. The world will forever be ran by these two entities and nothing can change that, or so the gods and goddess thought. The entirety of the world of Terra is governed by gods and goddess; fire gods, water gods, earth gods and air gods. These are known as the class B gods, but the one that truly rule the world are classified by Class A. Life and Death. Being complete opposites, one would think that life and death would be in constant battle with one another. No, life and death were partners and great friends, until that friendship began to grow and bloom into something else. The god of death was the only one in charge of the underworld, his goddess was never created, never found, never born. Freya knew that immortality could be lonely if spent alone, her counterpart the god of life was slain by mortals wielding the bane of the Immortals. The leader of these immortals broke into her temple and stole the forbidden fruit turning him into the new god of life. . . God Solas. Solas loved Freya, but she did not return his love for her heart belonged to another. Freya the goddess of life would meet with god of death in her lush evergreen forest that was filled with animals. It was beautiful she loved her and she loved him creating the most beautiful balance the world has ever seen. . . A golden tree with Blue and green illuminating leaves. This tree stood in secrecy for thousands of years until one day the god of life Solas followed Freya out the secret meeting spot. His brown eyes became red as he saw “his goddess” with another god. Solas hasn’t been a god for long, he was previously a human who ate the forbidden fruit of the gods and became one. A god full of human emotions was the most dangerous of all. Quietly he left the two to their discussions and plans, while Solas headed back to the temple. The monks pleaded with him, but they were met with a fierce hand as they were thrown out of his path. “Tell me human, there must be a weapon against the gods! Where is it! That SNAKE has hidden it somewhere here! Now tell me where it is!” His grip on the monks neck tightened until he managed to speak. “ My loyalty is to my goddess, not you” Solals was full of rage and with the snap of his fingers the monk turned to dust. “Who is next?” The other monks gulped and bowed down before showing him the secret room where the bane of the gods resided. The room was black except for a single circular golden light shining on a black dagger made from the bones and bloods of the titans of old. “ This is it?” Solas scoffed. “Yes my god. Any immortal cut by it will become mortal and then. . . “ The monk grew quiet. “ Then will be able to be killed. . . perfect.” God Solas smirked and waited for Freya to come back to the temple.
The beautiful goddess knew something wasn’t right and could feel it deep within her. “Freya?” The god of death asked her as his hand gently rubbed her arm in a reassuring way. “Hm?” She hummed looked at him with her earthy honey brown eyes. “Are you alright?” He gently took her hand in his rubbing soft circles in it. “I’m fine I need to get back, it is getting late and Solas is expecting me.” The god of death narrowed his eyes for he never liked the new god of life. “Okay, just be careful. See you next time?” Freya smiled and nodded her head before going to her temple. On the way she was met with decaying plants, dead animals, and the once gold temple was black. “Solas! Are you here!?” She yells thinking something terrible happened to him. “Goddess, you must leave. Solas killed Monk Hinano! He is out to get you! The other monks have turned on you!” The monk yelled in a hushed tone. Freya’s eyes became glossy as her best friend and most beloved monk was slain in her absence. “No, Adonis, please I need you to leave. If what you say is true then you need to run, please run towards the north. I need you to speak with death tell him what has happened here and give him this.” She reaches arounf her neck and takes off her beautiful golden medallion that has the tree of life engraved on it. Adonis bit his lower lip and hugged the goddess who melted into his small frame. “Please be careful my lady.” Freya nodded her head and pushed the monk out of the temple shutting the door. “Solas!” Her godly voice echoed throughout the temple shaking its walls." How dare you kill MY monks!" She was furious “Show yourself you coward!” A dark laugh came from behind her. “Ah my dear so good to have you join me tonight” His arm snaked around her waist and his other jerk forwards digging the Bane of the Immortals into her side. Freya's eyes became wide with fear and pain as she watches her blood slowly turns from gold to red. "Now Freya since you are . . . well mortal, I can have total control and you will perish here within the temple. Locked up in this room never to see the light of day again" Solas went to grab the beautiful now mortal until Freya used the last of her powers and teleported herself to the tree she and god of death made, hoping that her only faithful monk would find help since her ways of communication were gone. With her powers fading, the once beautiful and warm land became cold, full of snow. Not a single life form could be sensed except for the the tree she and death created. The light slowly left her eyes as she continued to put pressure on her wound that stained the snow red.
