Two thousand years ago.
"This is insolence! How could fate do this to me?"
Dairon looked up when he heard an annoyed screech. Two goddesses were walking on the bridge above him but he couldn't see them clearly because he was still submerged in water. Whoever was complaining about fate sounded beautiful. She must be a beautiful goddess to possess such a voice. He broke the surface and was intending to say hi when he heard her next words.
"Fourteen elements and my mate has to be a water demigod? It would have been a little better if it turned out to be a water god. A freaking god?! It could be a fish for all I care!" She spat bitterly.
He frowned. How dare she say such mean words? Did she think she was any better just because she was a goddess? He was yet to see her clearly but he knew that she had powerful elements. He could feel it. He swam to get as far from the bridge as possible so he would be able to see her more clearly.