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

Gently, Elise lifted her hand and caressed the tiny soul Seth held, her eyes expressing a complicated sentiment. Ultimately, she lowered her hand and shook her head, declining Seth’s offer. 


“I appreciate it, Seth, but it still feels wrong. As I’ve said, I’m content with the progress I’ve made and the road I’ve traveled. It’s also important to know when to let go, before your dreams change who you are too much. I want to remain a being of the blood race.” 


Seth lifted his hand, allowing the soul to drift upward to the Blood Sun floating in the distance. “It’s your decision to make, but just hold on to it. It’s a clean and empty soul. If you ever feel like going back and walking this new path, you should have a way to, even if I’m not around.” 


Elise waved her hand, the Blood Sun absorbing the feeble soul inside before asking with a frown, “Not around? Do you plan on leaving soon?” 


Famine's death