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Fallen for the fallen

A sinister night, one that shattered the silence of the surrounding mountain peaks of Olympia. Athena - goddess of horrific tactics in war, and of inhuman wisdom - was brought to the brink of madness. Her dark silhouette flowed down towards an innocent city, not far from the mountains. "Ahh, we're going to die!" screamed the people of the small polis. Chaos had been unleashed. The goddess was furious. But what was the reason that pushed her to such an extreme reaction? What was the source of her anger towards humanity? Human.. human.. human..? Was she even furious at humanity?.. Who else could it be. Definitely not someone from heaven.. Where else from?..

KegaroOzawa · LGBT+
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(Just saying, this part is not interesting)

To this day I still detest to write on command. It's as if its impossible to write when I don't have something bad on my mind. Let's say.. I've suffered from a lot of different problems, but that doesn't make them my own. I don't talk to other about it because I know, some people have it so much worse. It's not that anyone would care anyways. Instead, my dumb ass starts writing weird sounding, ugly poems/novels. Or.. I start dancing, it doesn't always end good, but who cares. I do draw but, I can't really say that what I draw is pleasant to look at. Not that I draw gore.. I hate blood.. when I see it I nearly faint instantly. But still, its not too nice and innocent like you would think.. And no not in a dirty way, I mean different.

Oh and, I'm quite young to actually start writing as a profession. I'd love to, it's my passion. But my parents are disgusted when I say that. They want me to have a 'real' job. Yeah, life is harsh, but somehow we'll all get through it.. me definitely not. But, let the darkness not consume our negative thoughts, right?

You need to know that my native language is NOT English, it's my 3th language so don't expect too much, you might be disappointed in me. But please mind I am a high schooler who works their ass off. Greek-Latin is a torture of a field to study. You might just think "just quit is it's too hard". But No; I can't my family has high expectations of me so I must continue..

Sometimes I just wish I could disappear and not need to listen to all the cursing that gets thrown to my head. If you read the full book of poems I once wrote, you'll understand what I suffer from, my conditions, and my way of accepting insults. My life is a mess I know, but that doesn't mean yours need to be like mine.

Honestly, I don't think I will ever publish this novel, or in general any novel.

I don't think my way of writing will ever be accepted in this world. I use a lot of descriptions of the characters and barely any action, if I will ever try to rewrite this novel again, I will make sure there's more action in it. But personally it's kind of embarrassing to write this novella right now. I'm sitting in the school's library and I'm actually supposed to study for my Christmas exams. Whoops! The teacher is actually reading what I am typing right now, so is my pookie~

Anyways.. let's get on it, good luck reading and make sure to follo- just kidding that would be promotion for my socials and giving you a possibility to track me down.

Just for your knowing, I put random poems in my novel, to express the character's feeling, I really hope you don't mind that. If you don't like it, you can skip to the next part of the actual story. This one is based in my feelings about writing a novel ;)

"Writing. I never did it before,

But today?

Today I started, and wanna know why?

It's the only way I can express myself without getting judged, and the sad part?

People can relate to what I write or my weird thoughts about the world's existence or my mental health,

Unfortunately, no one is perfect,

People got their weaknesses and troubles

They hide their feeling because it feels the only way not to get judged, called weird or abnormal,

As if it's so much easier to smile a little more and a little brighter,

And try to forget what's eating your soul away.."

Now, I really want to say thank you to the hero who actually will read this book.

You can't imagine how much it actually means to me. I swear, you got my honest respect for the rest of your life. Now, let's get started!