Eos and the gods 1
Eos, the world of the chosen.
A place filled with magic and splendor, Lush green scenery, bountiful sources of food amazing and mysterious inhabitants.
Captivating forests and lands that stretch as far as one can see, gorgeous lakes and bodies of water that seem to be bottomless and the majestic sky that seems to have no end.
A land that awakens the spirit of adventure within those that hear the tales of the treasures and glory that one can obtain by venturing out in these lands.
But, this place is not for those that are weak, for with every beauty in the world there are also dangers that come with it.
Not all lands can be safely ventured, through one such example is the Azura desert, we're few ventured and even fewer returned from the scorching lands. One of the reasons being the intense heat that governs the area but the major factor was the sandworms, that dwell within the sandy lands.
Many beasts, both majestic and terrifying dwell, within this world and even if a new one gets discovered, countless species have yet to be recorded in history.
Despite that, life flourished here and many civilizations were born. Quarrels were in every world but the land was at the most peaceful due to the guidance of the gods that oversee the world.
Countless gods watch over the world each with different jurisdictions and each varying each other, no two gods are alike.
The gods were both benevolent and powerful, even the weakest can destroy a whole species if left alone, that is why they have rules that forbid them from meddling with mortals affairs and only act when dire times happen.
But even whether it be human or god, there are those that walk dark paths and commit atrocious acts that led to the death of many.
That is why to keep those that do harm in line, a god rose up, the most powerful one and most wise was picked by others to be the leader of the gods, The High God was soon born.
Eo, The High God was filled with power and wisdom that even made the other gods worship him. He had the authority to punish and if need be, destroy wayward gods and keep the balance of the world in order.
But even he had trouble to control the others, for by every second countless new gods were born from prayers and desire of those that live in Eos.
That is why he chose 10 gods to help him govern them and he picked those that show power and can keep the others in line.
And he chose Aztog, God Of War, Qyagi, God Of Magic, Ebelia, Goddess Of Order, Aella, Goddess Of Peace, Merrick, God of Chaos, Femreus, God Of Life & Death, Jutarr, God Of Blacksmiths, Dihdia, Goddess Of Wisdom, Kutra, Goddess Of Time, Wuysus, God Of Destiny.
Each and every one of them was picked by him to lead the others and govern the world, maintain order and uphold their duties, if not, they will be punished by Eos, himself.
Despite the gods nature, each of them acknowledges each other and respected one another well....most of them.
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Above the world beyond the eyes of the mortals was the area of the Gods where they watch the world below them and all was at peace but then suddenly...
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!!!!!!!!!!"
A loud roar echoed throughout the halls of the gods.
A lone man with auburn red hair slicked back that reached his shoulders, a build that could put any gorilla to shame, covered with crimson red full body plate mail and a blade 3 times his size
The god of war was yelling for all to hear.
Aztog voice echoed through the entire area letting everyone that was either at the temple or far away hear him.
"GET YOUR ASS OUT OF HERE!!!! THIS WILL BE THE LAST TIME YOU PISS ME OFF!"
Across the loud roaring god sat a woman who had pure white hair that dropped down to her feet and accompanied it she was wearing a long white dress that seemed too large for a girl like her.
The dress complimented her fair skin and would make anyone stare at her with awe as she fed the dragon that was perched up the rock.
With a sigh, she sat on a chair that formed from the branches of the tree and petted the dragon that was cuddling her.
-Those idiots are at it again.....especially Aztog....he should calm down...this is the fifth time already this week...Merrick should just stop messing with him.....-
The woman stared at the raging gorilla of a god, as she glanced at the one across from her
"Can't you do something about those two, Fem?"
She turned towards the cloaked man sitting across from her, he didn't realize he was being spoken to, as he watched the dragon.
He was dressed in a robe that was separated in half, with the color of white on the left and black on the right, his hair was flowing beautifully on his left while looking like a cactus on the right.
But the most iconic thing was that he wore a mask covering his face with those two colors, as he sat on the patch of flowers which bloomed on his right but the area on his left withered and was rotting.
He shook his head quickly at the female gods' request and muttered
"They will probably stop later on..hopefully so let's just stay out of it...plus Aztog looks quite mad, I don't want to get attacked...again..."
He spoke sheepishly as he watched the little goddess scratch the belly of the dragon.
Aztog kept shouting the gods name and some gods came and looked at the shouting idiot.
"geez.....did they fight again? what is it this time? is it 298th time?"
"I know....but I was getting bored, anyways and this seemed fun to watch, no one would be stupid enough to piss Aztog off or have the balls to do it, except Merrick"
"I think it's 299th time you forgot about the time when Merrick turned Aztog into a woman....damn I still remember it....those huge knockers...."
Three gods were discussing between themselves about Merrick and Aztog quarrels.
More and more gods appeared and more than half of them were interested in what was going to happen.
Then Dihdia, Kutra and Wuysus appeared from the crowd but instead of going towards Aztog they went to the goddess playing with a dragon.
A purple haired bespectacled woman wearing a dark blue robe, letting her have an aura of someone intelligent, was accompanied by a small child that suddenly turned into a young man and then into an old man and reverted back to a child, that had a huge pocket watch on his side wearing a vest and brown trousers that changed from new to used as he did.
Next to him, was a tall and thin man that had his eyes covered with a sash and in front had a symbol of an eye, he was covered with several sashes that combined together forming a makeshift robe that may sound like a horrible choice but it complimented him even more.
"So...Merrick gets his ass handed to him"
"You are wrong, this time Merrick makes a bigger fool out of Aztog"
"You both are incorrect, it will end up with them not fighting but both being sent flying."
The three-spoke one after another as they stood at the three having the best view of Aztog yelling like a monkey.
"Are you betting on what's gonna happen, again? don't you guys get tired of it?"
Aella asked as he stopped petting the dragon and fed it with fruit from the three she was resting at.
"Of course not, after all, I can only think of the logical conclusion to what would happen"
"Impossible, time is in my hands and I see the future more than once...I am the one correct this time"
"Wisdom nor time can battle against one's destiny a fixed outcome is already seen....and I am the one correct this time"
The three gods argued amongst themselves making the goddess sigh and stared at them as they competed like a bunch of kids.
"So what the record?"
Aella curiously asked after all the fights that those two had they should have a record.
"99 wins"
"100 times I assumed correctly"
"101, but in the end, I will win"
The one leading is Wuysus that said his score with pride as he grinned at the two.
Dihdia couldn't keep quiet
"No way! I'm sure that Aztos will beat Merrick"
Kutra sighed
"Your wisdom is not enough to comprehend the seconds I have seen, it is enough for me to determine the outcome"
Wuysus ignored the two and faced Aella.
"Where's Qyagi and Jutarr? they should have heard the commotion already."
The little goddess answered with a yawn.
"I saw them working on something..."
"Probably another magical artifact those two are always stuck in their workshops.....they even ended up destroying part of the building and had to be told off by Eo himself!"
She added remembering the explosion that happened a year ago like it was yesterday when the two gods made a magical suction machine but ended up making a bomb instead.
As the others were chatting and the crowd kept getting bigger Aztog kept on calling Merrick but to no avail but then something flew from the crown towards Aztog.
"Meri--- guh!?"
Aztog saw the incoming projectile and sliced it in half with his giant claymore, the two pieces were burned by the fire emitted by his blade, WaR.
He glanced at the projectile that was thrown at him and gritted his teeth, seeing it was nothing....but toast! He then moved his vision at the one walking towards him from the crowd.
The bread then flew back towards the crowd and landed in the hands of a man wearing a neon black suit filled with countless symbols and hair that could make someone wonder what color it is and how messy it was, it was none other than Merrick, himself.
"Finally, you show yourself!"
The god of war yelled as he pointed at Merrick who was casually eating the bread that was burned perfectly until it was toast.
Seeing this Aztog glared at him. He casually bit the toast as if nothing concerned him.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"Eating some toast...it taste best in the morning and cooked just right by your blade"
Merrick casually answered as he finished eating and smirked at the plated warrior that was pointing at him.
"Now I'll make you pay for what you did!"
The god of war couldn't take it anymore as he yelled out, and slashed his sword towards the suited god at a speed that can't be seen and ended up destroying the ground.
Some of the gods watching couldn't resist the force of impact and got blown away
Merrick was just beside the slash, looking at the destruction that was created.
"*whistle*wow....Lush won't like that, he'll probably ask another petition from gramps...he's such nature lover after all.....eh landscaping was his job, anyways...."
He then jumped, avoiding a swing of the blade and jumped again in midair, almost getting hit by a wave of flames.
"Coward stop running and fight! I'll teach you to mess with my clothes!"
Aztog kept the assault but Merrick just kept jumping out of the way.
"Awwww, you didn't like my gift? I'm hurt.....lol... I even worked hard on it after all.....your chest was so big that you need new armor when you turned into a girl~"
The god made a childlike voice as he smirked and kicked the blade that swung at him, forcing both of them apart by 5 meters.
To anyone wondering, the source of the fight was Merrick changing all of Aztogs clothes, even the one he wore to his sleep, into that of a woman's.
Including his underwear.....
The war god had a daily routine, in which he runs around the entire land after he wakes up, without changing and not realizing that something was wrong with his clothes until it was too late.
Some of the gods had a good laugh as they saw it and Merrick even had an orb to record the whole thing.
The two kept clashing, as Aztog kept slashing his giant warblade swiftly with precision while Merrick dodges and countered with a kick when he saw an opening.
The two kept it on and the area around them was getting destroyed there were some dents on his armor and rips and slashes on Merrick's side.
Those that watched was mesmerized at their fight, while some ran away, afraid of getting hurt from their overpowering strength.
They continued to clash even though they had blood pouring from both of them, they kept on the assault and continued to pummel each other.
But what was the most amazing part was the two of them were both grinning like idiots.
Unbeknownst to others, they enjoyed the fight despite it looking like they want to kill each other. After a few more exchanges they both jumped away in unison, and the aura around them quickly changed.
"That's what I was waiting for you bastard! I'll enjoy wiping your face to the ground!"
"ewwwww~ you freaking masochist....you enjoy getting beat up? sorry but I'm straight, but if you change back to that form with the huge knockers then I might consider~"
The two exchanged words as they gathered strength and prepared for one last clash.
Aztogs body was covered with a bright red glow and was moving towards his blade and slowly but surely WaR was increasing its size and kept an aura of fire around it, while Merrick was standing like usual but a jet black mist was forming around his legs and kept on increasing making his lower body disappear in the mist.
Seeing this, even those that wanted to watch the fight slowly scurried away from the zone.
"Ah, this is a little bad.....Aztog is one but if Merrick joins they might actually end up destroying the whole area..."
Dihdia said, as she stared at the two who were gathering energy around them.
"Time doesn't stop for anyone but if they do this even time will be killed....."
Kutra answered as he was sweating lightly.
Wuyzus was just staring at the area between the two seemingly waiting for something to appear.
Aztog and Merrick were preparing their final move.
When suddenly, Merrick felt a chill and quickly dissipated the black mist coiling around lower body and stared above.
"Yo,Azz I think we should stop for now...."
He said as he continued to look above staring blankly at something.
But The God of war wouldn't relent
"Hah! you finally wuss out, I knew you were scared but I won't stop and you will pay for your stupid pranks!!!"
With a yell, he charged towards Merrick, but despite the huge ominous blade that was coming towards him he didn't move from his spot but he started to count down.
"5...4...3...2.....and...1"
As Aztog charged towards him something fell from the sky and crushed the oblivious god but rather than something, it was someone.