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A new world is made, old Gods and Goddess made it alive. They create everything necessary to life. Watch and listen to the story of true life, love and hope

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8. Chapter Six; The Birth Of Gods (Pain And A Father)

"LULL, GET DEATH!!" Space yelled and laid herself down on her bed. her boys were being born. This was the day se had been preparing for. Moments later Death came in with her. He stood by Space as she gave life to the two boys from her womb. Lull handed her sons to her.

She held them to her breast. She looked at the black haired and blue eyed boy. He had a shock of white in his dark hair. "Lightning." She dubbed him. Then she put her gaze upon the louder of the two boys. "Shh, hush small one." The blonde boy quieted and stared up at her with green eyes. "Thunder, for the loud noise that fallows silent Lightning."

 

Tears ran from her eyes as she handed her sons to Death. They would be with their father. "Lull, go with him, I can clean up." Lull left. Snapping her fingers and letting out a sob the room was clean instantly. But not her conscience.

Her sons were gods, and they would live as long as they could grow and learn how to use their powers. Now she needs two stones. Going to the sea she collected two rocks of good sizes. Rapping them in cloth she went to Times temple. He was waiting for her.

She handed him the stones. "What is this?" He asked her. "Those are your sons. As long as you rule you will never find them. They are hidden from you." Time stalked towards her. "I will find the bastards. You will tell me where they are."

Space laughed. "No matter how you try I will never tell you were my babies are. You could never hurt me." She flashed out of the room. Let him suffer! She thought.

A presence was behind her. No, more than one. She turned. Three goddess stood behind her. They spoke in union. "We are The Fates. Clotho, the spinner, who spins the thread of life. Lachesis, the measurer, who choses the lot in life one will have and measures off how long it is to be. Atropos, she who cannot be turned, who at death with her shears cuts the thread of life." They spoke their own power and name. As they did a storm broke out above them. Lightning and Thunder.

"Your Son, Lightning, has a great destiny ahead of him. He will do many things. He will save the worlds and you. Time will try to kill him and you, but as one lives another must die." They disappeared from the room. Space was shocked. No. She whispered heir last words to herself. "Dum vivitur Alius moriendum."
 

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