1 Chapter 1 Genesis
In The Beginning, the Council of Deities created their Heavens and earth. The earth was desolate until the Council created light and saw that it was just as beautiful as the dark. And then came the war. Titans, Giants, Demons, and many other creatures ,even some Gods, fought against the Gods who wanted to create a new life. The universe trembled from the multitude of clashes of great powers. When the war was over and the universe was "calm" and the creation of life on earth could begin. Gorgeous valleys and plains surrounded by thick green forests as far as the eye could see. Beyond that, mountains attempting to touch the sky and so much more. The reformed Council created all kinds of mystical and magical creatures to fill the earth as well as the humans after awhile. And soon after, the Council would fill the universe...
July 1, 2020
Samael awakes with a start, kicking over his bong and hitting his funny bone on the wall and cursing loudly.
"Fuck, me running backwards with a snowplow."
His room is slightly smaller than a typical living room. Black curtains dangle in front of the only window in his room simultaneously smothering the light and giving all his guests more ammo for their "Goth Theory". His TV sat across the room and between his closet and his bedroom door. His nightstand is just a small table next to his bed. A rotating fan stood between the tv and the closet. A bong ,recently knocked over, on it's side next to the bed leaked bong water on to the carpet that covered the floor. Candles were everywhere as a primary light sources. Two identical swords hung crossed behind the tv on the wall. Two more swords hung in the closet hidden on the wall facing the bedroom door. One Katana hung on the wall next to the door next to a custom made tapestry. A big black tapestry hangs over the cream colored walls at the foot of his bed depicting a pentagram on a table in front of 4 people.
On the bottom left of the tapestry and top left of the table stood a man whose skin color was as black as an abyss in a beautiful dark purple suit. He kind of resembled a villain the way half his face was dead. He wore a devilish smile so lifelike you wished he moved with a fat cigar in the side of his mouth. He donned a set of sunglasses a couple shades lighter than his suit with a missing lens showing a eyeball with a green iris that perfectly went with his dark purple suit and shined in the darkness of the room. On his head, a top Hat sat with small bones and feathers tied around it's base.
His companion, slightly higher but on the right side of the tapestry stood a gorgeous woman you could only assume to be a goddess and a queen just by her beauty and the aura she produced. Her voluptuous thighs were hugged by a heart-stoppingly gorgeous black and silver dress. It hugged her body showing off her beautiful figure and thick thighs. The silver that covers the dress decorates her body in a way that draws your eyes to every part of her equally. Her beautiful skin was almost pale but somehow not. Her smile as genuine as beautiful. Her hair in a braid over her shoulder down to her b cups. Her irises are a blue that makes you feel safe with a small silver sliver that holds nothing but her cruelty. On her head sat a gold crown seeming to have been somehow grown like any regular flower into a three nightshade flowers resting against each other. Yet it was perfectly symmetrical.
Above and to the right of the man in the purple suit yet slightly higher than the almost pale woman and on the left side of the tapestry stands another woman. This woman was average looking but the sum of the parts made her beautiful yet the dark aura surrounding her made seemed to command respect out of everyone and everything. Surprisingly enough, she was dressed in a gray crop top and what you can only assume is booty shorts adorned with small skulls. A tattoo of the three faces of the moon sat on her chest drawing your eyes to her A cups and obviously toned body while her apple bottom was accentuated by her shorts. Her hair lays perfectly shaping her face and her black irises almost hypnotize you.
The man at the top of the tapestry commanded so much energy from anyone who dared to look at it that you had to focus on one of the others in the tapestry every so often to prevent from passing out. It never asked for more than you could bare but few had the mental fortitude to know their limits well enough to be able to stare directly at him and enjoy the full masterpiece. He sat on a throne made of stone and wore what seemed to be a toga made 100% out of black pearls tied over his left shoulder. In his right hand he wielded a bident, the two pronged weapon solid black metallic weapon looked almost as scary as it's master. His face serious and composed as if he weighed everything and everyone fairly before he made any decisions. Yet at the edge of his mouth there seemed to be a hint of a facetious side to him. His eye's like calm blazing blue flames engulfing everything and anything it's path leaving nothing of everything it touches.
