Descendant of Darkness - Prologue
Promises were meant to be broken.
The sun rises on another day, washing the world in a warm glow. Frost has formed; telling us that summer has past, fall is upon us, and winter will come again. A storm is brewing, the winds of change stirring the coloring leaves. As the citizens commute here and there, they are oblivious to the impending doom right before them. Something important will happen. I do not know what it is, but I do know this: nothing will be the same.
A child is born, a girl, to an immortal woman and her lover. Lady Corrine and King Seriphus couldn't keep her for he was married to another immortal and had two children with her. Lady Corrine agreed to send their daughter away. They fled to the gate, the one that led to earth, and cast their child inside. All that was sent with the tiny child was a note:
To whomever finds our child,
This tiny child is very important to us, but we cannot keep her.
All we wish is for her to grow up happy and healthy.
We will not look for her until we can be together.
Please, watch over our child. She's very special.
And so, the child came to me. I dwell on earth, but I belong with other immortals, at Olympia. This child is very special, as her parents stated. She will grow up happy and healthy, this I promise them. If need be, I will even recruit other immortals, other gods and goddesses, to aid me in raising her. We immortals, we aren’t really meant to be parents. We would outlive our children but a good few lifetimes. But this child, she will live as long as the rest of us. I am very well aware that she'll leave me one day to return to her parents' domain. What she will seek is still enshrouded in darkness, but she's still just an infant. When she grows up, she will understand. In time, she will come to know her lineage and she will have to choose. Does she want to live a mortal life and die at the end of it? Or will she choose an immortal life and live with us, at Olympia? Whichever she chooses, I, Athena, will support her. After all, I am going to be the one who raises her. Now, what shall we call her? I know:
Araceli...