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Worthless has a minion!

the Restless Angry Spirit

Worthless
Legacy Name: Worthless

The

Nightmare Archan
Owner:

Frost

Age: 14 years, 5 months, 1 week

Born: November 13th, 2009

Adopted: 6 years, 10 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: June 5th, 2017

Statistics

Level: 1,680
Strength: 4,358
Defense: 4,358
Speed: 4,359
Health: 4,367
HP: 4,367/4,367
Intelligence: 1,707
Books Read: 1587
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Overworked Gem Polisher

Insignificant...
Useless...
Worthless...

Gods have been lost before. Murdered, usurped by one of their own brethren. Their realms left to rot, their followers and creations left to either survive on their own or beg for the mercy of the new divine despot. But nobody expects it. We thought we were above such things - beings made as servants to the divine, taught to live our lives in peace, protected and guided by our god's law. We were wrong.

Insignificant wretch...
Useless waif...
Worthless creature...

In the face of anarchy and chaos, we should have been able to rely on eachother. Rely on and find solace in those we trust, those that were supposed to guide us through trying times. Words like these from someone you trust, meant for a being whose biggest purpose in life was to support and console another of its kind, it was akin to a flaying. A human would break under the abuse, possibly lash out at its abuser. An angel, however... an angel was loyal. Even when its purpose was denied, even when the very reason for its existence had been questioned and scrutinized time and time again, even when the words became more harsh and any attempt at a conversation nearly came down to blows. But doubt has a way of wiggling its way even into the most resolute minds.

Insignificant wretch! Do you not care how many we've lost today?
Useless waif...! All you do is cry and sulk!
Worthless creature! Why did I even agree to bring you along?
Worthless, worthless, worthless...

She couldn't remember what exactly happened. She does remember screaming something in anger and the soldiers rushing in. She remembers smelling metal and hearing a weapon scrape against something. After that, it was nothing but wilderness and fog. She ran until her legs gave out even though nobody followed, a storm in her head while she tried to make sense of what had happened.

Enough.
Enough time was wasted while trying to help.
Enough pain was endured for someone who didn't deserve it.
Enough was given to a god who had abandoned his people.

Fear, rage, despair and grief all warred for her, tore her mind to shreds while her body faded. An angel, even a fallen one, can never truly be free. Servitude is what they were made for, after all. But fortunately, there are always gods looking for loyal new servants. Especially ones with weakened minds, ones that are easy to shape and mold into something greater and more useful than before.

He promised her that she would no longer be called worthless. That no one would dare speak to her in such a manner again. That she would not serve anyone but him and that he would treat her with all the kindness and respect she deserved. She would no longer follow meekly like a sheep. Now, she would lead.

Like a drowning man clinging to driftwood, she latched onto his words in desperate rage and so great was her turmoil that her body could not contain it. Her new lord and master would keep his promise, making a new shell for her soul, one that could endure whatever the world threw at it and one that could lash back at the world just as hard. One made from the dirt and ash of the forge used to create the first weapons.

Through his will, the frail little swallow had become a titan. The worthless had found worth. The loyal and devoted had found someone who deserved the loyalty and devotion.

And still, she didn't trust those that were chosen to serve alongside her. As always, doubt had a way of writhing into the most resolute minds and though she didn't doubt her savior's intent, she doubted the loyalty of those he placed beside him.

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Frost
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Frost
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