Nobody remembers me…Everyone forgot how to love…they are all living without me, seems like they can't remember what I have done for them…There for…what is the point of me being here? I might as well be stone…

"My spirits…I am now leaving you…until people learn to love, I will be gone." I mumbled.

"What?" Carlos exclaimed. "Are you insane? People know how to love, but…"

"I'm sorry… please help the ones who can see you…especially that young boy…" I said. "Goodbye, dearest friends!" I felt myself rise into the air, and my magic swirl around me. Love was gone from my life. Love of me. People used to love me, used to praise my magical powers to strengthen the crops born here…but now…they all thought that they were the ones doing the magic! How could they think that? I was the one who made the magical rains fall upon the land, I made the ground fertile enough for crops to grow…I was the one who GREW THE CROPS! I screamed to myself, stopping the ancient power that was swirling around me. I was NOT going to turn to stone again…I wasn't just a goddess who sat around and turned herself to stone when people forgot that she was the one who made the crops grow! I had to defend myself…but how…? I mused to myself as my elves stared at me apprehensively. I sighed and looked at them. They looked scared…

"Aha!" I cried. I knew who would enact my revenge…and I wouldn't be blamed for the crops failing, a horrid drought or locusts swarming the fields. I quickly told my elves of the plan.

"But what if she disagrees?" Carlos whimpered.

"She still owes me a favor from when she turned me to stone and sent me to another dimension!" I insisted. I walked calmly over to Guts. He was polishing the small counter where he worked.

"Guts, I need the number for my friend…" I muttered.

"Who?" Guts asked, not looking up from the counter.

"You know who." I said smugly.

"No, Harvest Goddess! You can't call her… she'll twist your wish! Like a genie!" Guts shook in terror.

"Guts, get me Roller." I commanded the small elf.

"Yes…" he disappeared into the small back room. Roller came out of the room; his purple had covering his face.

"Yes, mistress?" Roller asked me darkly.

"Get me the number for my friend." I commanded him.

"Yes, mistress…" Roller muttered enigmatically. I knew he disagreed with me, but he was a loyal servant, he didn't question my motives. He pulled up the screen in front of me. My friend's back was to me, her yellow hair cascading down her dark robe.

"…Hello?" I asked her. She whipped around to see me, her magenta eyes sparkling with distaste.

"Oh. It's you." She muttered. "What?" she asked.

"I'm here for my wish."

"What wish?"

"I believe you owe me a wish." I said defiantly.

"Fine. What do you want me to do?" she grumbled.

"Well, I want you to destroy the town, Witch Princess." I said smugly.

"As you command…" she mumbled, and turned away.

"Now…now they will pay…" I cackled evilly. Now they will pay for all of their ignorance and defiance…my time has come.