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       Styx The Useless Goddess
       By: Banditofdoom Date: September 14, 2020, 11:47 pm
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       [A Few Months Prior To Current Events]
       "Am I really useless? Not worthy of my title? Pointless..?" Styx
       thought as she quietly looked around the area of where she was
       in. A cool breeze flowed through the plains of a non-descript
       area. She hadn't thought much about her location. She just
       wanted somewhere..quiet to think and reflect on life. What was
       her purpose in life? Her family all hated her. She had really
       done a good job screwing up her immortal life. Styx The Useless
       Goddess..a fitting title for a being such as herself. She sighed
       and looked up towards the sun. Letting it's warmth grace her
       pale skin. Devli and Angle slowly materalized at her sides
       looking over her in concern. "What's wrong Styx?" asked Angle.
       "Yeah, anything we can do to help?" asked Devli. "Nothing,
       girls. Just..tired...so very..tired. I want to stop being a
       waste of space. In order to truely help those I call friends and
       family. You included!" she said, smiling to the duo of
       immaterial lights. They were at full power at one point, how she
       longed for that feeling again. This made her come to the
       conclusion. She'd train herself in order to become better at
       creating and making things! To restore her full power. She began
       by creating small intricate objects at first, the process would
       be long and tedious, surely long enough to last her a few months
       of work. Day and night, night and day. She was either meditating
       or creating slowly increasing in size and intricacy items and
       creatures. Utilizing her fullest extent of goddess powers to
       really test herself to her limits. She also decided to meditate
       while wanting to sleep in order to further increase her powers.
       As the days turned to weeks, and the weeks turned to months, she
       noticed Devli and Angle gaining more..what was the word to use?
       Substance? Yeah..she noticed they were gaining more substance to
       them. More..materialized. Even gaining some of their former
       luster! She was estatic. She continued this cycle of creation,
       populating the world with new creations from the Goddess Styx
       and her powers. Meditate, eat occasionally to feel some vague
       form of humanity, create, etcetera. This was her cycle for the
       months ahead. To make herself less useless. She longed to be
       needed again. To be sung about in song and tale once more. But
       most importantly of all...
       She longed for acceptance of her sister once more. While she
       outwardly became more and more cold towards Hera. It was only
       for her own protection. She didn't wish to lose her again; so
       she forced herself to hate her so she wouldn't get close to her
       again. On the inside her heart desperately ached for Hera's love
       and acceptance; like when they first created the world. "Hera..I
       miss you." were the only thoughts running through her mind every
       once in a great while.
       The training eventually came to a close when she met Damien...
       To Be Continued.
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