As for Riyanna, her job got harder in some ways, but much easier in others. Crime was declining, but so was worldly satisfaction. While young girls were less and less being murdered by psychopathic rapists, they were now trying to find the fastest and cheapest ways to loose weight, or otherwise mae their bodies look "better" according to the modern fads in the world today. That meant some of the most disgusting deaths she had seen in the last thousand years.
The disgusting causes of death and the added stress of having a child who was silent... literally... was something that everyone said would one day drive her mad. She didn't doubt them, but she knew she would have chosen her succesor by then. Therefore, she didn't care.
She got into the shower and for a while just stood there. The hot water felt good, but she knew her time was almost up. She needed to check on her Death Angels before she went off on her own to attend the death of the God of Light, Solus's oldest freind gone enemy.
This would require all the energy she had to channel the powers and spirit of the God of Light (in many ways her opposite) and seperate them so that the world didn't have to go without light and shadow. The power was to go o the chosen succesor and the spirit into the underworld, as it should have gone ages ago, back before she was the Goddess of Death... when she hd three brothers...
She would never forgive Solus for killing her two older brothers... neither would te God of Life- her twin brother Ryan- for that matter.
She could remember the day she found outshe was in love with him the first time. It revoltedher so much she tried to kill herself, thus sealing her fate as the heir to the title Goddess of Death.
Arkelus began to call her mentally, meaning it wasn't an emergency, but he needed her, interrupting her depressing stream of thought. She hurried out of the bathroom, into some clothes, around Solus's room, and to her son.
"I did it right and Daddy told me to stay in bed." The child signed in complaint.
Technically, she wasn't supposed to teach Arkelus the God Arts she and Solus had been taught as humans, but she figured it was her son and she could whatever in the Hell she wanted with him. The boy would have to be the heir to some god's domain and she wanted him to be ready, unlike the current set of gods who had to die horrible deaths before discovering they were gods... literally. There was a lot of confusion nd imbalance in those days.
"Don't worry about it honey. How far did you go?" She asked her son to keep him from getting too upset.
"Only into Daddy's room. I broke a chair though." He signed. Then he showed her the rapidly disappearing scar on his leg.
"That may be why Daddy was rude. Now go to sleep. We need to work on your archery if you want to compete." She tucked him in and turned the light out.
Walking out she was intercepted not only by Solus, but her brother as well.
"I have something you need to see." Was all her brother said to her. All business so it must be about her son. They all went into the living room.
"Your son is fucking everything up. Aparrently he's the heir to the God of the Afterlife."
"Wait... Who the Hell is the God of the Afterlife?" She asked. She was the soul bearer at the moment. SHe and her Death Angels (which were little more than clones with her powers) took the life from the body, and escorted them to their temporary resting place where Ryan then took those souls to the next life they would lead. That or she took them to their permanent resting place where they were to remain for the rest of eternity.
"Just my point. Your son is going to be a God on his own. A God neither of Death or Life, not of Light or Dark."
"Neutral and thus almost all powerful. I told you we shouldn't teach him God Arts!" Solus was furious, but his voice was calm. Riyanna flinched at the sound. Their relationship had always been very physical. This wasn't a fight she thought she would win this time.
"He needs to know something. The borderline between Life and Death is unstable enough without having someone clueless trying to maintian the lines. You remember when we were first Gods. The first hundred years were a complete catastrophy! There was no shadow, no life and absolutely no peace, and that was just the first decade. When everyone else got out of wack the entire world was nearly destroyed not once but five times! Tell me I'm wrong." She chalenged. Ryan looked away.
"You're wrong." Solus said and stalked away to his room, slamming the door.
"Think this over. Then come back to me adn let me knnow what you decide." Ryan vanished at the end of his thought.
Riyanna walked to the portal that marked the border of Earth and the Land of the Gods. She thought about telling her son goodbye, then resolved to make a clean break.
