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Disbelief and insult flashed in the god's electric eyes as the filly spoke, and like a cold, calculating creature, he paused, allowing the air to fill with tension. Sparks began to arc from his back and body, enveloping him in a veritable lightning storm that bounced and danced around him before grounding straight into the earth. He inhaled, the simple act of breath rushing into his lungs summoning an orb that entrapped them in a single moment of time. For them, the entire world stood still, time only moving inside of their little bubble. The oceans froze below them. The lava ceased to move. Objects on motion were halted in the air, and she was trapped inside his creation.
"I am not your messenger, insolent whelp," he growled, electricity firing off of the edges of their cage. "The world does not bow at your hooves simply because you are half god. Instead, it does quite the opposite. You will be hated, loathed and jealous looks will always haunt your steps. Nothing about you is special by default." The tenor of his voice seemed to ricochet off of the walls of the prison, rattling in their ears and amplifying his voice.
"You are the daughter of the most loathed god in Helovia, product of diplomacy, not love. Perhaps that is why you are a self centered brat. Soon, you will be one of four, each of you destined for greatness, but continue along this path and you will fall. You will fail your father, Helovia, and the mortal race and your death with be soon and long suffering." The God of Time's eyes took on an ethereal glow, and the edges of their prison played out a fast and blurry scene. Israfel, still a child was devoured by a massive, greasy crustacean in the middle of a black abyss. She sank into a black hole and wandered, slowly being pulled apart without the tools to end her own misery by her own hoof.
In the next instant, the vision was gone. The God of Time released the prison and the normal sounds of nature resumed in a mocking of what he had just shown the filly. "Only you can decide your fate, young one. Choose the right path."
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[P] Change in the House of Flies [Sun God/Time God]
