Relinquish of Glory pt. 0/?
by
Julia Duvall


Glorificus was wondering when she was going to see her judge. She had never seen such a long line. Waiting was literally an eternity.

Eternity, what a bitch, she thought to herself. All because of that twerp Ben. Ben, her weak half and the slayer.

The slayer. She had underestimated her and the stupid little blonde's friends. All she ever wanted was to go home, instead Glorificus, the greatest hell god was dead.

Dead. She had to spend some of her eternity her. This really sucked being in a tiny room with 50 other things. Some were dead demons, others were humans and other things. Then she saw a human enter the room. It looked like his flesh had been torn off and it approached her.

"Hey, baby, what did you to do to get here? My name is Warren."

She grabbed him by his throat. "I don't care what you want Warren. My name is Glory and I'm here because of that slayer bitch." She ranted.

"I'm here because of that red head wiccan bitch." Warren told me.

"Glorificus, you're next." A nerdy woman said.

"Thanks." She didn't want to be here anymore.

When she entered the other room, it was bright white and there was a voice.
"Glorificus, you have done horrible things. We've decided that you're getting a second chance."

"What? Oh thank you." Glory was so happy to be getting this second chance.

"You don't deserve one because of your horrible actions. This is your chance at redemption. You will be a mortal and we are sending you back in time." The voice told her.

Glory said "What? A mortal. No..." She couldn't believe this as everything faded out.