WorryIsho

Knowledge? She has an abundance of it. Skills? She has them unquestionable. Charm? She has it unmatched. Ability? She has it in great ton. Genevieve Merindol has everything a successful storyteller could ever need to thrive. Yet, she also possesses something a storyteller should never need to survive—an unbelievable amount of scandalous and fearless opinions. These opinions have landed her in a fair share of problems, fights, and even wars that she seems to relish. She is a storyteller like no other, thriving on conflict and holding secrets that may spell trouble even for the gods and goddesses. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There were once a pair of twin deities of retribution. They were beloved and revered, respected, and held in high regard. Until they were caught up in the destruction of a world and its people, no one looked their way. The heavens forsook them, their followers abandoned them, and even their loved ones betrayed them. They were rightfully punished with death by the heavens. That is where their story ended. And that is how Genevieve is expected to share it, as she is a storyteller and this is how the story is supposed to go. However, Genevieve Merindol is an odd storyteller. She tells of tales lost in time. Of tales willingly forgotten by people. Of tales that can invoke hatred. Of tales that can invoke awe. Of tales that may kill her one day. But she has a story to tell, A story to convey, A story that is sending a ton of villains her way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **AUTHOR'S NOTE** My update schedule is sporadic. WARNING: The main character's love interest is a girl, but romance and LGBT themes are minimal and not central to the story. Including such tags might seem misleading. The relationship is necessary for a few scenes, but won't be frequently mentioned. If this bothers anyone, please be aware. P.S. The cover art was made with the help of DALL-E. I only have my mediocre art skills to blame here...

There was a girl who lied. But that wasn't the important thing. The crucial aspect was that her lies had a strange power—they would somehow become true. She learned this the hard way when one of her falsehoods accidentally led to the death of her friend. The rest of her life became a tale of redemption, as she sought to make amends, find love, and reconnect with estranged friends. Ezra found himself stuck in this exact story, but not as its protagonist. Instead, he was relegated to the role of a side character, unable to control his actions or words within this world. It felt as though some unseen force controlled him like a puppet, even using his own name for the character he portrayed. To his surprise, he discovered he wasn't alone in this predicament. Others from different places and times, including his ex-boyfriend, found themselves similarly ensnared. At first, Ezra merely sought survival and escape from this bewildering situation. But as time passed, he realized there was more to it. As he attempted to navigate past relationships, unravel hidden secrets, and decipher unfamiliar faces, Ezra unearthed a tangled web of connections that exceeded anything he could have imagined. ******************* Ezra: There is nothing between us anymore. His Ex: Yes. There isn't any. Ezra: You should know I hate your guts. His Ex: Likewise. Ezra: Then why do you worry over me so much? His Ex looked into Ezra's eyes, a flicker of vulnerability in his gaze. With a gentle stroke of Ezra's cheek, the touch was as delicate as handling something immensely precious. "You lie. I do not worry about you. Not even for a second." Ezra: 'Yeah right. I can totally see that.' ******************* Disclaimer: Cover illustration belongs to it's rightful owner. P.S Though there is a tragedy tag, it will still be a happy ending. ~Also, I would like everyone to be a little bit patient with my story. It will take three to four chapters for things to really start making sense. Thank you for reading *Muah*