Weighing of the Heart

A/N: Hello, and welcome to my first Kamigami no Asobi fanfiction. This will be up on Ao3 as well and I hope that I receive your support during this story. It has a slow beginning, and the prologue sets us a little background for the situation all the gods are in. If there's any questions please feel free to comment, review, or contact me in any way. Thank's for reading, and enjoy the Prologue. -Chryss

It's a long life, one that can last forever. But it can be lousy. A boring game of role play until someone takes a step further and ends everything. We have no purpose now. Faith has declined over the years, and now we must blend with the humans. Taking refuge in their forever growing world, we, the once almighty Gods, are growing weaker without their belief. How unfortunate, isn't it. But our will keeps us alive to carry out our roles. Poseidon, for example, working as a marine biologist, continues to aid the ocean in secrecy along with Watatsumi, a now weak and thin dragon, and Ran, the Norse Goddess of the sea. Passing by any body of water is enough to send sympathy through every direction. They're struggling to stay alive, helping each other build and recreate a thriving ocean. To the skies above, you have the Gods who fell from their kingdoms, and yet desperately try to return to their Sanctuary, using the human's aircraft. Most of them joined the Air Force. Any airplane or jet that flies overhead makes my head jerk up. Hearing the drone of engines reminds me that up there, in the sky, you have powerful Gods trying to keep the peace in order to assist us all while they struggle to survive. Most of the Gods of the Earth, however, have withered away with time. Jörð and Gaia stayed strong, for they said "Our Earth will never die, so we must live to its expectation."

Our world is in jeopardy. But the humans continue to live without notice. How bizarre.

Light steps echo through the thin air as I walk down an alleyway leading to a busy main intersection. Today is another struggle for the many Gods' survival. But today is a normal walk for me. There's nothing to worry about, because everyday humans die, and I have no role that deals with the intensity of live to die tomorrow. I'm the God of Death, the humans simply do my work. All of the Gods stab at each others' heels while we, the Gods of Death, sit back and enjoy our long life. It's pretty saddening, to constantly watch the others in peril. But boy do I appreciate my role in this World. A smile spread across my face as I made my way into the streets. Modernization looks so unreal, yet amazing. You could easily blend and enjoy the night life with the humans. How entertaining. Multicolored and luminescent lights drawing customers in. Loud music that enters the ears and influence the mind with upbeat waves. It's a child's life, but adults love it more than anything they can hold dear to.

As for me, it's the experience that fulfills my heart's content. Anything out of the norm is a wonderful and pleasant feeling. It's considered, a goal of mine. I have considered my goal to be: to experience every little thing possible. Of course it'll be almost impossible. But getting everything I could find would be fine. There's just one feeling that I'm searching for. One that is considered the heart and soul of every young human's desires.

Love.

Something everyone longs for. Something that humans can't live without. Will Gods be able to feel the same love as you humans? I'm desperate to try. There's so much to learn from it, so much to receive and give. I'm up for the challenge.

It's been ten years since I've promised myself to find love. Ten years of... Nothing. The Gods have continued their hopeless struggle. Gaia passed away, unable to catch up with Earth's development. The World remained unchanged. Unusual. Watatsumi died, the creature was too weak to live on. Many other gods began to die off.

One large step for a Faithless World.

My Lord Ra is in decline. Thanatos is laughing at the deceased. Prometheus has gone mad. Imbalance is shrouding the Gods with a thick colorless smoke. And here I am, enjoying the humans' playthings. Perhaps it's time to cut the ignorant act. Maybe it'll assist me in my journey. It's time to step up and make something out of the depression.

A/N: For clarification in case. It is true that we all believe in gods, but in reality we humans are the ones changing our world. It's the view I set for the story. The gods are trying their best to play their roles, and find it ineffective due to how our belief has slowly diminished over the years. We label them as myths, yet they are clueless of their place in our society. This story will mainly revolve around Anubis's quest for love, but this situation will always play a part within the gods as their fathers and mothers fail to understand that this resistance is unnecessary. The first chapter is half way completed, but I do need viewers and time. Sorry if the Prologue is partially strange. I'm still a writer in training, but thank you for reading. Please stay tuned.