Seth, a child from a poor village, left his home at the young age of fifteen in search of a goal he had only heard of in some stories. 

For the sake of this goal he didn’t even completely understand, Seth left behind his family and never really made any companions, friends, or lovers.

Struggling for eons, he finally did it. He claimed one of the divine seats, but this was a bittersweet accomplishment. It left him with no further purpose and no one he could share the joy with.

While the other Gods were all basking in their power, he fixed his eyes on the only place none dared to step close to. The God’s Tower. The place where even gods could die and where his new journey would begin anew.

God of Lust and Destruction

It was hours until Maya finally calmed down, at least enough to stop herself from crying. She pulled back from Seth’s arms, wanting to see his face again and ensure she was not dreaming. 


“Thank you.” She muttered softly, sniffing once before continuing: “Thank you for coming back to me.” 


Seth bit the corner of his lip and nodded. “I’m sorry I’m late.” 


“Are you alright? Is everything with you alright?” asked Maya again, staring straight into his eyes. 


“I am.” Said Seth, his eyes also never leaving hers. 


“Good.” Muttered Maya, closing her eyes and bringing her lips up in search of a taste she had not felt for long but had never forgotten. 


Seth also bent down, and their lips met for the first time in the last five years. None of them moved, rejoicing in the warmth and comfort of the other’s lips. 


A friend, a king, a father