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

Seth’s eyes widened, her words surprising him, and a sense of excitement blooming in his chest as he pulled the crying Lisa into his arms. 


Lisa buried her face into his hair and whispered, “You still have something to say, don’t you?” 


Seth couldn’t understand what she meant, but Lust lent him a helping hand, ‘You never apologized to her.’ 


With realization appearing in his eyes, Seth squeezed her tighter and whispered, “I’m sorry, Lisa. For everything I put you through.” 


Lisa nodded and whispered back, “I’m sorry too. If only I hadn’t overreacted at that time….” 


Seth nodded and released her from the hug, smiling while wiping her tears, “We can, but there’s something else I have to do first.” 


Razim’s dillema