The Supreme Goddesses ruled in the temple of the Gods before the dark existence of the universe. In the Temple of the Erechtheion . As Caltry, the Goddess of Evil, sat on her throne, she sat back and drank her own blood-based wine.
The heavenly weather was so beautiful that the flowers were blooming even though they were not all watered, and they were spreading beautiful fragrances. Caltry smiled and saw his sister Daisy coming from heaven's gate towards the temple.
He looked excited. In fact, he looked so excited that the sun's rays were hitting the heavens, creating a scorching heat. Caltry laughed and looked at his brother." Don't get excited, you're going to burn the flowers." Daisy paused, looking at the flowers visible through the open door of heaven.
A few of them had already dried up from the heat. Daisy looked sadly and tried to restrain her emotions. Caltry stood up and stood beside his brother and grabbed him by the chin to look at him." What's wrong? Why are you so excited?" Asked.
Daisy looked at Caltry, the Goddess of Evil." We created time, then heaven and hell, and then the universe. Shall we create angels to live in that universe? They worship only us. And then we create human beings." He said, speaking quickly.
Caltry stopped and thought. "Actually, it happens. I create demons in me to worship me. And you create your angels, and they worship you alone." He said in an authoritative and gentle tone. Her brother, Daisy, the Goddess of goodness, nodded in agreement. Entering the Temple of the Erechtheion, he sat on his own throne and began to create angels, breathing from his own light.
The angel was the epitome of grace and beauty. Its long, crystalline wings blended in with the blue of the sky. Each feather of his wings shimmered with the light, almost reflecting the colors of the rainbow. The white dress of the angel was a symbol of purity and innocence. Her dress, billowing in the gentle breeze of the wind, gave her an air; It was as if he was dancing to the melody of the wind. The angel's face was illuminated with an inner peace and calm. His gaze was full of deep wisdom and love. His eyes embraced his surroundings with infinite understanding. There was a smile on his lips, and with that smile he radiated a feeling of warmth and love that engulfed his whole being.
The scent that surrounded the angel that Daisy had created was like the scent of a dream. It was light and invigorating, as if crowned with the fresh breeze of spring. Rising from the sap of the gardenia flower, this fragrance was filled with a sense of peace and serenity that pervaded. In the fragrance, there was a gentle dance between floral and fruity notes, as if the most beautiful melody of nature was being played.
The smell of gardenia was strong but not pungent; On the contrary, it reached people with a gentle touch. It touched Daisy's senses like a gentle breeze, inviting her into a fairytale world. With every breath, this inhaling scent evoked good memories and hopeful dreams that had once been lived.
Daisy couldn't help but smile at her angel. The being he had created was so exquisite and captivating that he couldn't help but feel proud. But he had to balance his emotions; He had to treat his angel fairly, or there might be a riot. Taking a deep breath, he looked at his angel. "Your name will be Søren," he said, his eyes shining with a expression full of meaning. "It means tough, fearless, victorious." Søren lowered his head slightly in deference, acknowledging the meaning of his name.
Daisy looked at her angel with a satisfied smile." Your task will be to inform, you will bring me all the news without opposing me, my dear angel. Otherwise, I'll destroy you." Said. Søren nodded okay without looking up. He didn't want to disrespect his goddess, and he couldn't. He had no will, the Goddess had not given her will, lest she would rebel against him.
Caltry's hands reached out to the gently dancing flames of the fire. Taking a piece of the fire in her skirt, she began to create her first genie with the fire of her creativity. Piece by piece, the fire began to take shape at his touch, a vitality appeared among the wildly dancing flames.
Caltry's hands were enveloped in the warmth of the fire, but it wasn't an obstacle for him. On the contrary, his connection with fire increased his power to create. The flames in his hand were changing shape under his direction, taking the shape of the genie he had begun to create.
The rustle of the fire rose like a melody that encircled Caltry. There was a hint of determination and excitement on his face as he watched the fire dance. It wasn't just a creative process for him; It was a demonstration of power and control.
Through the flames, a certain form began to appear. The first genie appeared as a figure imitating the dance of fire. Rising from the wildly curling flames, this being was shaped by Caltry's will. His eyes glowed like sparks rising from a fire, full of strength and energy.
Finally, a genie appeared between Caltry's hands. He bowed with respect to Caltry, his creator, and waited for his first commands. This being, created from fire, stood there as a symbol of Caltry's power and creativity.
Tall and strong-looking, the genie had a muscular build and a graceful posture. His body was surrounded by a light that shone like the dance of golden fire. Her long, curly hair glistened on top of her head, her eyes glowed with deep wisdom and strength. He had an expression on his face that seemed to be deep in thought, but at the same time he did not hesitate to observe his surroundings carefully.
The genie's clothing reflected his status and power. Her magnificently embroidered robe was adorned with magical patterns and embroidered with gold threads. The amulet he wore around his neck was a symbol of the powers he carried.
The genie's posture reflected his strong and noble presence. He stood confidently, shoulders straight and head high. His gaze was kind and understanding, but at the same time, his respect for the beings around him was evident.
"I'm letting you roam your hell, but be careful, I'll watch your every move is my biggest sin." The words of the goddess Caltry echoed through the dark wells of hell. His cold and accentuated tone evoked a deep shiver in the genie's heart. Although it seemed like a privilege to be allowed to roam hell, Caltry's stern warning fell on him like a shadow that sealed the genie's fate.
The genie shook his head, looking into the Goddess's eyes. With a determined expression, he stepped backwards and walked out of the temple. The warmth and majesty he left behind had captured his soul in one fell swoop. Spreading its bone-shaped wings, it soared into the black sky. A dark smoke seeped from the tips of his wings, dancing around the genie like a ghost.
The genie soared into the depths of hell, like a star lost in the darkness. With every step, he confronted the horrors and charms of the underground. As he made his way through the cracked lands and rivers of lava, he was constantly reminded of the Goddess' warning. Knowing that his every move would be watched forced him to be more careful and alert.
His bone wings flickered in the fiery winds of hell as the genie's eyes scanned his surroundings. At every moment, remembering that he was under the care of the Goddess, he continued to move forward. The breathtaking landscapes and wildly burned lands of hell were reflections of the dark and powerful nature within it.
Eventually, the genie reached one of the deepest and darkest corners of hell. He was greeted by a landscape of lava rivers and volcanic eruptions, reflecting the mighty and frenzied nature of the underground. Rivers of lava, engulfed in the dance of flames, made for a terrifying sight. The high temperature and intense light created by volcanic eruptions engulfed hell like an ocean of fire. The thick smoke that covered the sky covered everything in a foggy shroud, adding to the mystery of hell.
The genie looked around in awe, the Goddess Caltry had created a world of her own in these depths of hell. This place reflected his spirit. Amid rivers of lava and volcanic eruptions, he felt as if he had found his own paradise. He thought that every flame, every spark, was a product of his creativity.
As she made her way through the dark corridors, the reflected beams of light further emphasized the beauty of her creation. The walls consisted of a strong and durable structure of lava stones. The ground showed the cracks and deep crevices of lava, almost reflecting the beating of the heart of hell.
The genie breathed a sigh of relief and made his way towards the hallway. With each step, he felt himself getting closer to his self-made home. Behind each room was a secret that reflected his strength and might. A soothing air enveloped him even in these depths of hell. It was like a kingdom where he ruled.
The genie stopped when he came to the front of one of the rooms at the end of the corridor. Above the door that rose in front of it, there was a scorpion pattern, fine and exquisitely embroidered. The genie began to gently run his hand over the pattern. The scorpion pattern stood on the top of the door like a medallion shining gold.
The pattern added an air of mystery to the entrance of the room. The fine workmanship showed in detail the curves of the scorpion's tail and its venomous stinger. The gold-colored pattern looked vivid and impressive even in the dark corridors of hell.
As the genie studied the pattern, the scorpion's vitality and strong posture caught his attention. His eyes meticulously examined every detail of the pattern. The scorpion's rustling tail and menacing posture seemed to be a symbol of the room's secrets and power.
The genie paused for a moment in front of the scorpion pattern and took a deep breath. As he walked around the pattern, he remembered his own strength and abilities. Could there be more secrets and power hidden for him behind this door? Excitement appeared in his eyes and he was overflowing with the desire to discover the secrets behind the door.
The genie grabbed the metal handle of the door with trembling hands and turned it over. The old hinges of the door creaked, creating an unpleasant sound that echoed through the dark hallway. However, when the door was fully opened, a dense cloud of smoke spread from the inside to the outside.
Smoke spread through the hallway like a deadly threat. In an environment with such dense smoke, it would be impossible for a person to breathe, as it could cause smoke poisoning. The genie stepped back away from the dangerous atmosphere and returned to the place where he had stepped into the corridor.
Smoke emanated from the room, crystal and fuzzy. It covered every part of the hallway, making it impossible to see the surroundings completely. The thick layer of smoke that surrounded the genie was dense enough to take his breath away.
The genie tried to make out the silhouettes moving through the smoke, but visibility was very limited. The smoke hid the secrets and potential dangers of the room. Any presence was immediately undetectable in this dense smoke-shrouded room.
The dark corridor was completely covered by the slow spread of smoke. Only faint rustles of smoke could be heard around. The genie could feel the rapid beating of his heart as he tried to see the vague silhouettes in the smoke. What secrets and dangers were hidden in the room, he did not know, but his courage and determination filled him with curiosity.
When the intensity of the smoke subsided, the genie suddenly noticed a very strong light source. As he slipped through the cloud of smoke and entered the room, he began to look around quickly. He was curiously looking for the source of this bright light.
The light shone brightly in the center of the room, amid the thick smoke. His eyes were drawn towards this light, this brightness in the darkness and smoke around him, fascinating him with its mystery.
As he stepped into the room, the light began to spread, rapidly getting stronger. This light illuminated every corner of the room, allowing the smoke to dissipate and disappear. The light illuminated the genie's surroundings, gradually revealing the secrets and mysteries of the room.
As the genie walked around the room, he was trying to discover the source of this powerful light. The light shone on a platform that rose in the center of the room. The cloud of smoke around the platform further emphasized the mysterious and fascinating image of light.
The light, with its brightness, was almost the heart of the room. While the genie wondered what secrets and powers were hidden behind this brilliance, his courage and determination carried him further. Under the spell of the light, the genie's steps became even more determined and sure, for there was now more to discover.
When the genie picked up the source of the light, he turned his eyes to the necklace in surprise. There was a phoenix figure standing proudly on the tip of the white necklace. The bird's wings were gently curled and entwined, almost a symbol of freedom and rebirth.
The necklace sparkled with light, illuminating everything in the room. For a moment, the genie felt mesmerized by the beauty of this brilliance. If there were any other being here, it would probably have been blinded by the impact of this bright light.
The phoenix figure was the most striking feature of the necklace. The exquisite details of the bird were awe-inspiring in the eyes of the genie. The light rising from under its wings danced around the room, and the figure of the bird seemed to come to life.
The elegance and brilliance of the necklace completely changed the atmosphere of the room. When the genie felt this magnificent glow in his hand, he thought that he was one step closer to the secrets of the universe. Could this necklace have been a source of more strength and wisdom for her? This question resonated with curiosity within the genie, brimming with a desire to explore further.
"The meeting will be held! Come to the temple at once" As soon as the genie heard the call for the meeting, he became prepared by wearing the necklace around his neck with deep anxiety. He quickly hid the necklace inside his outfit, and then began to fly towards the entrance gate of hell, spreading his wings strongly.
The rapidly approaching footsteps and the echoing call would make the genie's heart start beating fast. He should have been prepared for this meeting; for it would have been a great mistake to neglect the Goddess's calling. As he sped forward, flapping his wings, clouds of dust began to fly over the walls of hell, along with echoing sounds.
When the genie reached the entrance gate, he began to rise towards the temple, spreading his wings even more strongly. Her hair was blown away by the wind, her eyes resolutely locked on her target. He had to make it to this meeting on time and fulfill the Goddess's call.
As he floated through the air, there was a determination and perseverance within the genie. Fulfilling the Goddess's call was a great responsibility for her, and she was confident that she would accomplish this task successfully. As he made his way towards the temple, flapping his wings vigorously, he began to think about what the meeting was about and what he expected. He did not know what kind of journey his mission would lead him to; But instead of discouraging him, it would make him stronger.
When the genie reached the temple, he hid his wings and began to silently make his way through the corridors towards the Goddesses' chamber. The walls of the corridors were decorated with ancient embroidery that seemed to have been carried over the centuries. The penetration of light into the rooms filled the stone walls with a soft light, adding an air to the mysterious atmosphere of the rooms.
As the genie walked silently, the mysterious sight of ancient patterns and symbols on the walls of the corridor aroused deep curiosity to him. What kind of events could have happened here over the years? As he approached the goddesses' room, his excitement and anxiety mingled.
As he made his way along the corridor, he looked intently at the various room doors and decorative sculptures. Every detail was a reminder of the history of the temple and the power of the Goddesses. The genie felt the weight of being in this sacred space; It was both an honor and a great responsibility for him.
Finally, when he came to the door of the Goddesses' chamber, he took a deep breath and reached out his hand to open the door. The door opened silently, and as she stepped inside, she stood in awe at the majestic presence of the Goddesses. The atmosphere inside the room was fascinating and impressive; In the face of the Goddesses, the genie once again felt tiny in the face of the power and majesty of the Goddess Caltry.
"First of all, you can guess why we created you." Saying Daisy, Søren and Cin listened in silence.
"I'm going to talk about our rules and your powers, so listen to me carefully," Caltry said.
'Rules'
1. Angels and demons cannot unite.
2.Man and Man cannot be together
3.Angels can't fall in love
4. Fate cannot be tampered with
5. Angels and Demons cannot cooperate.
6.Vampires and Fairies cannot be together.
7. Wolves and Mages can't be together
8.You can't play with nature
9.Demons can't do good
10.Angels cannot sin
11.It is forbidden for novice angels to descend to earth
12.Humans and angels cannot be one
13.Demons and Humans cannot be together
14.No one should be taught magic.
The Genie was quietly listening to the Goddesses, but complex thoughts were running through his mind. He was in search of meaning in the existence of emotions. His brain was full of questions swirling around. Why was such a complex emotion as love created? Love, if it was a sin, why did it exist? In a world created to test wills, why was the presence of emotions needed? These questions created a contradiction and anxiety within the genie.
Taking a deep breath, he looked at the Goddesses, traces of his search for meaning in his eyes. The Goddesses in front of him listened to him with silent solemnity. The genie was confused and wanted to appeal to the wisdom of the Goddesses to clarify these questions.
"My goddess," said the genie, her voice shaky but determined, "please forgive me for interfering, but I did not understand anything. Why are there emotions at all? Or rather, what are emotions?"
With this question, the expression on the genie's face was full of uncertainty and curiosity. In seeking answers to these questions, he waited hopefully for the wisdom and guidance of the Goddesses.
"In time you will understand, my dear sin" Goddess Caltry's voice echoed through the deep silence of the room, filled with a soft and calm tone. He stood before the genie with silent dignity, answering his questions sincerely. The voice of the goddess conveyed wisdom and understanding, shining like a light to alleviate the anxiety within the genie.
As the genie listened to the words of the Goddess, an understanding appeared in his eyes. He felt a sense of hope that in time everything would become clearer. The profound wisdom hidden in the words of the goddess gave her tranquility and confidence.
Along with the voice of the Goddess, the atmosphere of the room was also changing. The light cast a soft glow through the room, illuminating the dark thoughts within the genie. The majestic presence of the goddess Caltry shone like a ray of light in the center of the room, filled with all wisdom and power.
As the Genie accepted the Goddess's answer, an expression of peace and understanding appeared on her face. He sincerely trusted the words of the Goddess, believing that over time his understanding would increase and everything would become clear. The guidance and wisdom of the Goddess gave her inner peace and confidence, easing her anxieties.