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Once upon a time, long ago, the universe birthed two omnipotent beings: Yahweh and Resha. Both were born to create. Yahweh created the crust of the Earth, while Resha created everything beneath the crust. After that, they left the Earth alone, letting it grow and blossom into itself. Yahweh and Resha had different views, so they went their separate ways and created their own realms.
Heaven and Hell. Heaven was filled with pure light, beautiful, and overflowing with untaintedness. However, Hell was pure darkness, nothing but lava and fire. Heaven was above and Hell was down. Yahweh took the name of God and Resha took the name of Roo, their past names long since buried and forgotten. God had their own set of creations, and Roo had hers. And that was all to it… Until a prophecy, long forgotten, is revealed.
“The stars shall fall, as the damned and the good shall cry out as their kind is faced with their end by the hand of the Antichrist, the first Nephilim.” The universe whispers, a soft whistle into the wind. A warning of a new god—a new omnipotent being, after so many years.
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The Antichrist, Roo hasn’t heard that name in many years. Sure, it was mentioned when she was first birthed, but the universe had been incredibly vague about who the Antichrist was, and what exactly their purpose was. But now, the universe has finally revealed who the Antichrist is, and their purpose. A harbinger of destruction. After so many years, judgment day was finally coming to pass. In the past, it was God’s duty to judge their creations, if they’ve failed, then they’re met with their end, if they pass, they live. Simple and incredibly easy, but God has softened and become fond of the disgusting creations they call humanity. Roo would do it herself, but she isn’t that powerful, sadly.
Because of God’s disobedience, The universe had to compromise and give such duties to someone else—The Devil’s spawn, Charlotte Morningstar. One of Roo’s beautiful and favorite creations. It had been difficult, creating a Nephilim isn’t easy, especially when you’re creating their biology. So, Roo may or may not have stolen the way God had created Jesus, and she used that as her inspiration. The universe was incredibly insistent about The Antichrist not having a soul, and how it was needless for them to have one. Soulless beings are unnatural, every living being has one, well except for God and Roo. Roo has never made one before, but she isn’t one to disobey The Universe, unlike God.
Does this mean that Charlotte would not love? Yes. She would not feel anything. Roo can only feel pity for Lucifer and Lilith, but alas, that is what The universe had demanded for how Charlotte should be created. All was going well, Roo watched over Charlotte through an orb, she didn’t expect anything to be different as she watched through the lenses of the orb. Everything was going fine, until Charlotte told her parents something incredibly odd, with a shining gleam in her eyes:
“ I want to help sinners!” The words echo through Roo’s head. Charlotte wants to help sinners, an innocent desire, that she should not have. Charlotte has a dream to help her citizens, the disgusting and absolutely dirty sinners. Charlotte Morningstar, future Harbinger of Destruction, and Antichrist has a soul. There is only one person who is capable of giving a soulless being a soul…
“ God.” Roo growls, her lips scrunching into a pissed-off scowl.
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God takes a sip from a wine glass, the liquid a pleasant taste on their senses. After giving Charlotte a piece of themselves so she can use it as a soul, well they’re a bit tired and very weakened. They didn’t expect it to weaken them as much as it did, but the exchange had. God spread themselves too thin, and now they aren’t as strong as they once were. But it was worth it, no one deserves the cruel fate of not having a soul, especially not his granddaughter. Even if it changes the fate that The universe bestowed upon Charlotte, it is still worth it in the end. Charlotte’s future is now unseeable, who knows what path she may take, good or bad. But it shall be grand, God’s sure of it.
Now, God needs to take a much desirable vacation, after everything that’s happened and their entire existence, God is incredibly exhausted. They need time, ironically, to regain their strength back to its full level. For a time, they’ll have to leave Heaven in their children’s hands… Reluctantly. God is unsure how it happened, but their children’s behavior has changed. They’re more arrogant and superior. It would be a bad idea to leave Heaven in their hands, a terrible one even, but God doesn’t have any current options. God sighs, feeling their age, as they glance down at the wine in the glass.
“When did it all go wrong?” God wonders out loud and they lift the glass to their mouth, however, they don’t even get to take a sip as the glass explodes in their hand, the liquid getting all over God’s clothes and face. “My wine…” God mourns the wine they didn’t get to finish drinking.
“Yahweh!” A rough and quite unpleasant-sounding voice calls out, God’s expression deadpans, recognizing who it is. Roo is the root of all evil, the god of hell, and the mother of sins. Resha, their sister. Sometimes, God wishes they were an only child, it would make their life so much more pleasant.
“Resha,” God responds with a drawl, as their lips curl into a frown, “Lovely to see you again. Did you change your hair?” God’s voice oozes with sarcasm. Roo's face scrunches up into a feral snarl, however, God is unintimidated, they’re used to their sisters’ fiery temper.
“Shut up, you faceless buffon!” Roo snaps, her aura is lashing with the angelic energy, darkness never mixed well with the purity of Heavenly’s power. Roo points a claw at God, practically frothing at the mouth (ew), “I know what you did, you absolute idiot.” Roo spits out, her voice dripping with eons of hatred and venom.
God’s four eyes blink innocently at Roo, and they place their hand on their chest, “Moi? Whatever have I done, dearest sister?” God questions with an air of unawareness and confusion. It’s fun seeing Roo again, God can almost say that they’ve missed her presence. Almost.
“You gave Charlotte a soul!” Roo’s voice echoes throughout the throneroom, “Of all the idiotic things you’ve down over the ages, this one has to be the highest.” Roo bares her frighteningly, much too sharp teeth at God, yet, God’s expression remains unbothered.
“Ah. That. Yes, well I don’t have an explanation for why I did what I did,” God shrugs their shoulders carelessly, as they laze around on their throne, “I was feeling kind, I think.”
Roo scoffs, God has a feeling that she’s rolling her eyes, “Kind, my ass, you went against The universe’s explicit orders, again. Why? Is it because she reminds you of J–”
“ Don’t.” God interrupts sharply and Roo gazes at God silently, her head cocked to the side as she observes her sibling. After a few minutes of silence, God starts speaking again, “No one deserves the fate of not having a soul, Resha. She would’ve gone mad, yearning for something she couldn’t have.” God says softly, remembering the haunting visions of Charlotte and her future. It was nothing but madness, destruction, and death.
Roo’s gaze is steady and she crosses her arms, “And yet, you’ve set her future up for a more tragic fate,” Roo declares, glaring at God heatedly, “She feels now. She loves, dreams, and she has hope. The universe will now allow her to keep the soul she has when it’s time for her to take her role as The Antichrist. Do you know what it’s like, dear brother, for a being to lose a soul? It’s a fate worse than death. You didn’t save her fate, you made it worse.” Roo sneers at God, giving them a disgusted look, as she teleports away, her dark aura leaving with her.
God collapses fully into their throne and they sigh heavily, their shoulders slumping. They can only hope that such a thing will not happen to Charlotte, anything can happen in her future, it isn’t linear, and it’s all because of God blessing her with a soul.
The future is now in fate's hands.