Her beautiful eyes of green fixed on the one she had loved for centuries, searching for his heart and his true feelings. Silently her sparkling emeralds pleaded so desperately with his clear blue eyes, but the light of his power grew ever brighter burning her pale skin. She cried out in pain as she stumbled backwards away from his intense power.
“Stop! Please Skye I beg of you! Don’t do this!” No sympathy came from him he stayed focused on her his power growing stronger by the second. “What about my children? Your children!”
“It’s over Eritia… this war is over…”
“Damn you to hell you bastard! Curse you! I will not sleep I will not stay sealed forever, I’ll come back and from my womb will be born the very apocalypse itself! You’ll regret rejecting my love! I will take another lover and he will love me, he will be the father of chaos and destruction!” Skye’s blue eyes widened, she meant every word as a promise and it cut him like a knife. His lapse of concentration gave her the moment she needed. The earthen Goddess dashed forward and plunged a small blade into the heart of her true love. “I love you Skye but I will not be beaten by the likes of you… I will survive to rise again… You my Lord will perish and your precious heavens will fall with you!” She roughly tugged the dagger from the deep wound; he staggered for a moment but never allowed his power to let off. With a final burst of will and energy he threw all he had left at her. Blue and silver light flooded the already crystalline chamber as Eritia was thrown from Skye; she hit the floor hard and her emerald eyes closed. The Goddess’s skin grew paler and slowly a glass like form encased her. Skye watched to make sure she was truly captured within the crystal prison he had created for her. Everything was still, silent and he breathed slowly his youthful face riddled with pain, his legs could hold up him no more and he fell. Another young warrior looking on rushed forward to catch him; leaning against his faithful guardian Skye gave a cough.
“Yuki you heard her threats…”
“Yes my Lord, please you must save your strength you are wounded.”
“This wound will claim my life…”
“No…”
“Yuki please…”
“Just speak it and I shall do whatever you ask of me”
“You must see to it that this chaos child of hers is never born…”
“Yes…”
“Seal this place and never allow mortal men to approach.”
“I will do this.”
“My sons… protect them with your life for one of them will take my place some day… my infant hope… The hope of the world lies with them.”
Yuki didn’t speak anymore he knew what it was he had to do, his God felt ever heavier against him. He didn’t attempt to move him or call him back, the war was over peace would return to the world at last. Yuki stroked the face of the passing God easing his last moments.
“Go to her Skye…”
The God of the heavens smiled softly and closed his sapphire eyes for the final time, a crack of thunder rumbled across the sky signalling the event to the waiting armies. All were silent on both sides; their Gods had fallen.