Entry one
Name / ID: Occultess / 136244
The Chosen Waja: The Chosen Divine, Zarek
Edit: Placed 1st with this entry
Story:
I remember that night as it was yesterday. The night my beloved family fell prey to a strange dark apparition that attached us. I will never forgive myself for being unable to protect them, to fight for their lives.
A sharp pain hit me, blurring my vision as I tried to banish the dark figure. I closed my eyes and fell from the night sky, all my senses long gone. My beaten body fell upon a mighty and ancient tree.
Its branched soon entangled around me, offering me protection. I was well aware of what was happening around me and Lunaria. I became one with the land, and the land became one with me, feeling its breath and pain even tho I was in a deep coma.
Eons passed and at last my eye opened once again. He was there, in front of me. The mighty Apollo stood before me, his wings spread to the skies. As I heard his words, I felt a surge of power traveling my body and mind.
It was not long until I could stay on my own paws once again. I received the Mark of the Chosen. I am Zarek, wisest of the wise, chosen of Apollo.
Entry two
Name / ID: Occultess 136244
The Selected Waja: Artemis Corps Forest = ???, a harbinger
of destruction
Name suggestions: Xibalba, Deithess
Edit: Not placed in contest
Story:
I was there. I saw the very feather as it glided towards our devastated and dead lands. A glimpse of hope glittered in the eye of Artemis, a smile slowly forming as she meet up with the Mad Scientist.
I witnessed the horrors of the experiments, all needles deep down in my flesh, leather strips pinning me down as a faded howl escaped my exhausted lungs. I closed my eyes in relief as the needles left my beaten body. Raw power begun to circle my body as it flowed through my blood.
Time passed and my body already healed as I was learning more about my destructive powers I gained from the experiments. A portal opened before me and as I passed through it I saw a group of divines flying on the night sky. „There is no point in peace when the world is destroyed” I thought as I attacked with no mercy the group of wajas. One by one fell under my claws and fangs, except one of them.
He looked shocked in my eyes, his breath almost missing. I could read sorrow and pain in his eyes, and my heart skipped a beat as it made me almost regret all I’ve done. I could feel for the first time the pain of those I tortured.
He fell. I saw him fell to the earth. I knew my wings were not powerful enough to save him. At least him. I closed my eyes as I waited to hear the impact with the ground, but it never came. I looked down and saw an ancient tree entangling its roots around him, protecting his weakened body. Raw power engulfed the tree, a power that came from withing the divine.
„Farewell, my dear divine. I hope we will one day meet. Forgive me.”
I left his world back through the portal. Something was missing from my heart. I wanted to see him once more, but the portal was long closed. I still wait for the time when I will meet him once again.