Thread:ThisIsXenon/@comment-35042251-20190923161415/@comment-35042251-20190928181814

“Do you remember that time when Xavier was missing and I was in a rather... unstable, reckless state? Well, one night not too long after he disappeared I made an oath in the River Styx and on my very life to find Xavier and return him to where he belongs. The oath was binding and ever since, these silver tattoos started to slowly stead across my skin as a literal living binding of my oath. The catch was thy if I didn’t succeed in fulfilling my oath, then my immortality and powers would be ripped away and given to a worthy heir. Basically, my essence would dissolve back into a chaotic nothingness and in other words, I would die.” She paused, taking a deep breath before plowing on.

“I found Xavier and I brought him back to Fireon, back to his home. But for reasons I don know, the binding oath tattoos remained and apparently I haven’t fulfilled my oath. Now, my time has run out and I’m dying. My immortality and my powers are currently being transferred to another person, the person who will replace me as goddess of weather, solitude, and the sky. That person is-“ But before she could continue, she was interrupted by someone’s voice.

“It’s me,” Skylight Winged said, standing in the doorway of the living room and glaring bitterly at everyone in the room.