Down below into dark, icy Cravens of The Blind World, Samael sits upon her sphere throne looking down at her servant, Loki, dressed in his coal-black robes covering him from head to toe all but exposing his antlers, "Ah, it was fun spending family time with Oleg. Well, even if he's more like cousin then a grandson. The bloodline between celestial and mortals thinned out over the years..." she pouts. "Ha! That mortal or 'wolf god' Oleg is nowhere near to my capabilities!" Loki swells proudly. "I wouldn't say so, the moment you died, is the time when you lived the fullest. Oleg could be more than you'll ever be. Not all of you gods are born equal, you each have your strengths and weakness." He snarls, "I'm the Lord of Flames and Master of Illusions! I can easily overcome this mere fresh mortal like him!" Samael climbs down, patting Loki's back, "You'll shine once more... Right now, go and find my lost brother Find Uriel..." He obeyed his master's order and faded into the darkness as he drifts away from.

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Short story because why not? Plus Enorad is also a writer. (Zoodis brace himself for grammar and spelling corrctions) A gift for Samael knows he likes to eat planets or destroy them. She's proud of him.


Art by The Amazing

Chracters: To left Samael (me) and to the right :