Rider

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

Destruction energy gathered around Seth’s body, his dark red eyes fixed on Krum. 


“Are you ready?” asked Krum, appearing quite eager to battle himself. 


Seth nodded, the energy fed by the Tower getting absorbed inside his divinity as his eyes returned to their normal hazel color. He appeared completely normal, a simple and average human, but a torrent of destruction raged deep inside his soul. 


That was all it took for Krum to charge forward, four of his simple-looking swords aiming straight for Seth’s divinity. 


The speed which Seth could barely track before now looked completely normal, and he allowed his energy to carry him backward, easily avoiding the slashing attack. 


Krum wasn’t dismayed by Seth dodging his first attack, his two remaining hands moving to continue the attack on Seth’s new location. 


Seth smirked, and two swords of destruction appeared mid-air, meeting Krum’s attack as he retreated again. 


A fight between gods