Part I
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None remember how it started.
Perhaps it was an argument between two Gods. Perhaps it was due to a human. Or perhaps it had always been brewing... waiting for the time to burst.
Either way, The Great War was not a surprise for most Gods. The exception? Minas, God of Creation and Destruction. He did not care enough to notice.
It was a terrible war. Before the Three Great Rules, Gods could die once the soul of their Godspace is destroyed or absorbed by another God.
Betrayals happened often, and deaths were as common as the air that humans and Gods had to breathe.
In comparison to the strategies and fighting and deaths that happened in the neutral Godspaces, Minas was sitting still before flowers once more.
His hands grazed the tips of the flowers, and the wind blew them closer to him.
Until one fateful day when a god flew and crushed the tulips, golden blood dripping onto the earth below.
Something came up. I will still double update the whole week starting Monday. But I can't update right now. The three chapters that I owe today will be done Sunday of this week. Someone remind me.