Lightning looked down upon the new world with her piercing gaze before looking away, a sigh leaving her lips. She had become the people's saviour, brought the souls of all humanity to the new world that Bhunivelze created for them. Fought hard battles only to be defeated by the bastard of a God Bhunivelze, trapping her in Valhalla to be the new Goddess of Death to maintain the balance of life. As long as she maintained her role, the God would leave the souls at rest and her friends would be forever safe as she watched them.
Summoning the mirror that Bhunivelze had given her to watch the new world and its many futures, it's border made of delicate crystal, crafted into vines of white and pink roses, "they symbolise us" he had told her, running his finger along the workmanship. Lightning scoffed at the thought, she thought it was a symbol of her protection and love over her Hope.
Her heart sank as she looked through time and saw her sister marrying Snow, giving birth to their daughter Lightning. Watched as Fang and Vanille open their sea side bar. Sazh taking Dajh to school. And Hope...he was visiting her shrine everyday to gaze upon her statue with despair, unable to move on with his life. Her heart pulled as she watched him trying to adjust to a life without her again, she could feel his heart longing for her to be besides him, feel him longing for a life where they were together. Her heart longed for the same whilst wishing that he didn't remember her so that he could move on with his life. No matter what future she looked at, his remained the same, his heart becoming increasingly bitter towards the world in every lifetime as a whole remained in his soul.
Slamming her fist onto the stone balcony wall, she growled in frustration as she sensed Bhunivelze enter her realm.
"What do you want?" her quiet voice filled with loathing for the God, refusing to turn to look upon him.
"Can I not visit my Goddess?" he teased, his fingers sliding over her arms as he pressed against her back. His vile breath brushing against her ear. She wanted to shudder, to push him away but he would torment her more. "Ah, watching your...friends again I see" he mumbled with disinterest before spinning her around, his eyes glowing as he used his power to change her armour into a long black dress. The material brushing across she skin was as soft as petals and flowed like water around her and black diamond encrusted collar appearing on her throat like a symbol of her enslavement. "There, much better my dear" he stroked her skin gently with the back of his knuckles. He was using the image of Hope in his early twenties for his appearance. Golden wings arched from his shoulders while black and gold tattoos tastefully snacked down his arms and across his hips as they sunk below his loose black pants, the black tattoos under his eyes making them shine brighter and his silver hair shone like a halo of fake innocence. Every movement he made allowed her to see the muscles working under the skin, he knew of the bond between her and Hope and was now using it against her, tormenting and seducing her.
She shoved her way past him and walked to sit her throne before she looked at him, eyes shining with hatred for the God that trapped her in this deserted world. "Why are you here?" she demanded angrily, Odin appearing and kneeling at her side his own gaze was directed towards the God as well, daring him to make a move against his Lady. Souls made their way towards her wanting to be blessed to move into their next life, with a wave of her hand, she motioned for them to pass her and through the mirror, stopping every so often to send a premature soul back.
"I'd be careful not to anger me my dear Goddess. I allowed them to remember you, I allowed them to live after defying me because you begged me to. I can easily take that away" he growled in warning, his body loose as he ran his hand against the cool stone "then what would you have left? Nothing but me" he sighed as if it was a happy thought for him. Odin tense up beside her, ready to attack on his Mistress's command, waving a hand to calm her Guardian she sighed in defeat and cast her gaze down upon her lap. She hated this. She couldn't defeat the God standing before her and the only way to protect her friends and the rest of humanity was to follow his orders. "Good" he purred making his way up the stairs to lean over her throne, his hand reaching out to gently cup her chin forcing her meet his gaze.
"I've been so good to you, haven't I my Goddess?" he whispered, his gaze dropping to her lips, "I spoil you don't I?" he paused waiting for a response that never came. He smiled calmly at her as if she had replied in the manner that he wished for, his cold green eyes gazing into her icy blue eyes, his hold on her chin tightened painfully "the humans need something to celebrate my Goddess. They need to remember who lets them live out their pathetic little lives and show us due respect." He spat out in disgust, moving his face closer to hers he smirked evilly, her body grew cold at his words, "we're going to be wed" he breathed against her lips before forcing his own against her unresponsive ones.