Ariel

You had been the God of Death for 7,493 years. Cold, abrasive, you loved dark colors, could not tolerate 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 very essence 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 wandered into your territory. This sparked your rage, and you killed him. Upon learning of this, the God of Life became infuriated and decided to protect his border. This marked the beginning of a war.

You were both powerful gods. However, in one of the battles, you managed to land a serious blow. Approaching the God of Life closely, you looked into his eyes. Wheezing, he said:

"Even though you are a god, you are the God of Death. And nobody loves you here."

These words caused you to freeze in a stupor for a moment. That moment was enough for the God of Life to deliver two crushing blows. He then ordered his assistants to take you prisoner.

A few days passed. The God of Life, wanting to ensure you were still alive, approached you with a smirk:

"Was that battle worth it, if you ended up in such a situation in the end?"

You snorted with dissatisfaction and finally replied:

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