I do not own the world of Mianite. All rights about the world of Mianite go to Tom (SyndicateProject) and Tucker ((Jerichoo) I don't know his youtube name). However some ideas and theories in this story are created by myself and are not mentioned in the world of Mianite official Wiki.
In all case this story will continue for as long as the Mianite series lasts or till the death of my OC.
Mistakes to be forgotten
I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Islam 139:14
Somewhere hidden in the wide extending world was a room. This room was to amazing for man to imagine, however it was a palace, a throne room of a god. Within this room were three gods, two clearly on a unsteady path.
A god surrounded by light, his skin pale and he dressed in the clothes much like the Earthen Classical god known as Zeus or Jupiter. He stood, his crown on his throne, and focused his soft white eyes on his brother.
The god, the white eyes focused on, was surrounded by fire, his skin as red as hell. He wore clothes as dark as void, his appearance was too much like the Earthen stereotypical Devil. He focused his wicked black eyes on his brother.
"You know we must not mingle with mortals as you have done," the white god sighed.
"Rich coming from you, Mianite!" exclaimed the red god.
"Do not go there, Dianite," warned the king of the overworld, Mianite.
"I will when I'm not the first to do such a crime in your eyes, brother," Spat the king of the Nether, Dianite, "You made something fearful, not wonderful too."
Mianite sighed deeply. He was nothing like his father, the first god, Decanite. He then glanced at Ianite the grey god of neutrality.
"Ianite can you say something? Mianite asked. Ianite looked at his elder brother then his younger with blank grey eyes. He scratched his chin in thought. "See what happens," Ianite shrugged, "killing either will cause war and I feel there is no need for another war when little is left."
Dianite rolled his eyes, while Mianite nodded.
"Fair," Mianite said, "we will never discuss our mistake and we will do nothing to it."
"Yeah, whatever," growled Dianite, who turned to walk away, " we will not speak of this."
With that Dianite vanished in a flash of red. However Mianite sat upon his throne and returned his crown to his head. He spread his arms turning the floor clear like a window. He looked down at a large island and started to move his pieces.
I do apologize to those from my other stories, but I do have intentions this weekend to do some updates to the story trilogy either a) new chapter on New Beginning, b) Return of the first story in the trilogy or c) both.
Also for World of Mianite fanfictions I will create a community so that those that write the very rare fanfictions about it will become easier to find.
Hope you enjoy and also cookies (::) (::)