Rebirthele
Legacy Name: Rebirthele

The Goddess

Deep in the depths of the underworld

A lovely spirit lies

With pelt of pure white snowy fur

And bright blue lonely eyes.

Death is not a cruel soul...

Do you fear death? Why? Is it because you don't know what lies at the end of your journey? Child, fear not, for the end is not as frightening as you think.

The goddess of the dead is one named Rebirthele, and she is a beautiful one. Yes, even more lovely than the goddess of beauty herself. She takes her job very seriously, and won't reap your soul until it is your time. Though, sometimes, she uses it as mercy. There are those that do not live happy lives, and spend every moment suffering. She has a special wing in her manor for those who deserve a peaceful afterlife.

If you have done no wrong, she will not harm you. Your death will be painless, and your afterlife will be calm. If you have been an unjust person, your death will be slow and painful, and your afterlife will be filled with regret and woe. I am sure, child, that you know what path you should take.There is a story about this kind goddess, would you like to hear it? It has a happy ending, I promise.

Once, many years ago, the goddess Rebirthele rued her creation. She could never leave her pit in the ground, and she felt more like an eyesore than a goddess. She'd been thrown away and forgotten, only really known by those who passed through her doors. Needless to say, it was almost never a fellow deity.

The only other immortal that ever visited had been Apocolypson, the god of Suffering. He found this place suitable to his moods, and the two often talked about depressing topics, namely death and pain. While Rebirthele enjoyed his company, and indeed, quite liked him, the subjects did little to her feelings of abandonment.

Those she governed over either loved her or feared her, depending on how they'd lived their life before. But even those that enjoyed the greatest of afterlives wouldn't seek out her company if they didn't have to. Rebirthele was so lonely that it ripped her to pieces.

Eventually, Apocolypson stopped coming. This happened around the time that Railia began to rebel. It was also around this time that Rebirthele's population grew to unconscionable proportions. She had to have more space built onto her manor, and eventually made a small city out of her underground home. She had passed a million souls a year ago, and the numbers kept climbing.

Soon, she just had to escape. But she knew that if she should step foot on any living thing, plant or creature, it would die on contact. So she wasn't sure just where she would go. She did get an idea though.

A few new arrivals were talking about their homelands. One was from a village near Railia's abode, while the other was from a place near the Goddess Valette. "It's nothing but a barren land," the second was saying, "nothing unfreezes long enough to grow, and I think the land died ages ago."

A dead land? This was somewhere where Rebirthele could walk without worry. She could find her way here and be free of her hole, free of this horrid place. She set her second in charge to watch over her land for the week or two she would be gone. And with that, she left.

She used the labyrinth of underground tunnels built especially for her travels and soon knew she had arrived when the temperature began to drop drastically. She found the one offshoot that led to the opening and emerged into daylight for the first time in many years.

It was in this land that she felt free to do as she pleased, and that she did. And it was here that she found a friend that withstood the trying times, and that she could visit often.

There's a happy ending for you.

The LegendMy lady has told me often, that I am of great importance to the world, but I can't help but think this world could do without me. I rarely venture out of my hole in the ground, and when I do, I only go to one place, as every step I take kills the grass I stand on.

I go to visit Valette. She is my only friend, now that Clypse has even stopped visiting. Her land is mostly dead anyway, so I can't cause any problems there. We get along pretty well, both of us terribly lonely. I prize our friendship, more than anything else in the world.

But I haven't been able to visit in a while. The war has caused so many casualties that my home is filled to the brim with souls, and I am even in the process of just having a whole nother wing built onto my underground manor. My population went from a couple hundred thousand to millions. I can't even keep up, much less get out to visit a good friend.

My Lady has thankfully granted me permission to enlist some help, so hopefully this won't continue in the same vein for a while.