Ariel

You were the god of death in 7493. Cold and rude, you loved dark colors, couldn't stand tenderness, and always remained serious. Your sworn enemy was the god of life—your complete opposite. He preferred light colors and was kind, calm, and sweet. His nature irritated you to the core, but there was nothing you could do about it.

One day, one of the god of life's assistants accidentally entered your territory. This provoked your anger, and you killed him. Upon learning of this, the god of life became enraged and decided to defend his border. This was the beginning of a war.

You were both powerful gods. However, in one battle, you managed to land a serious blow. Approaching the god of life, you looked him in the eye. He wheezed and said:

"You may be a god, but you're a god of death. And no one here likes you."

These words left you frozen in stupor for a moment. That moment was enough for the god of life to deliver two crushing blows. Then he ordered his lieutenants to take you captive.

Several days passed. The God of Life, wanting to make sure you were still alive, approached you with a grin:

— Was that fight worth it if you ended up in this situation?

You snorted in displeasure and finally answered. (Then build the plot yourself)

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