They call me wrath and destruction yet desire my presence at times,I have countless versions of myself and then the version were I do not exist,they call me oblivion and the boatman to afterlife,but some prefer to call me death.
Humans are indeed flawed and ignorant they fail to understand the system of life and it's cosmic and celestial consequences. Everyday they look upon me vid hatred and regret. I take no joy in reaping innocent souls,but disobeying the cosmic order comes with consequences I do not wish to encounter.
I meet countless mortals,some find peace in me and some find guilt and remorse they beg me for paradise dispite their sins for the life given to them was incomplete or so they say alas even someone as powerful as me cannot alter their fate.It's miserable to see these selfish and petty mortals who are not satisfied by causing misery to their fellow beings but also has to cause disrupt in the life's of other species.They take judgement of life and death into their own hands causing chaos to the balance of the natural order,my order. Unquestionably I am infuriated,it took me eons to perfect this system yet they continue to question and challenge my power and authority.
Many mortals still fail to realize that death is vital for the birth of somthing greater, sacrifices have to be made for improvement and at the end I will reap the universe itself..
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ParanormalHave u ever stopped to consider the side of the story and position of one of the most hated celestial beings-death? Here is a small article about her side of the story
