The six gods that were created by the " Creater " were created like normal people—each with their own personalities, their own will, and the freedom to do whatever they pleased. They could even fall in love. The only difference between the gods and ordinary people was that gods possessed great power and were immortal, while normal people had neither.
It was a day like any other. The sun shone gently through the canopy of the ancient forest. Birds chirped melodiously. And in the great forest of " Aerindale ", two gods walked among the trees—Star and Abyss. Who were going to the town in the forest to check how things were going or if anyone was in need to help. Although that wasn't the main reason they came.
Every now and then, they traveled the world together, offering quiet aid and making sure everything remained in balance.
You might wonder, how can gods casually roam around the world?
That's because they didn't appear in their godly forms.
You see, when the first world was created, Star and Abyss had guided it—indirectly. They never set foot in the world themselves but whenever the people were in need, they prayed to the gods, and Star and Abyss would provide guidance or aid from afar.
This worked—at first.
But over time, the people became lazy. They stopped building. Stopped working. They asked for everything: food, clothes, homes—without lifting a finger.
After sometime of all this going on Star and Abyss grew disappointed, they didn't mind helping the people but they didn't want the people to rely on them so much.
Eventually, Star and Abyss announced to the world that:
" We are going away from this world. You've become too dependent on us and from now on we will no longer help you. But before we go, we will send two individuals to watch over you. They will not give you everything you ask for but they will help when you truly in need."
Then, they vanished from the world.
Or so the people thought.
In truth, the two guardians were none other than the gods themselves, living secretly among mortals. And since no one in the world knew their real names, the gods chose their god names for their human forms—Star and Abyss.
Somewhere deep in Aerindale, Star turned to his companion.
"I need to talk to someone here," he said. "You should go ahead to the town."
Abyss raised an eyebrow and smirked. "Oh? Someone, huh? Is it her? Just tell me—it's her, isn't it?"
Star groaned. "It's none of your business."Abyss chuckled. "Sure, sure... Mr. 'Going to meet his crush.'"
"She's not my crush!" Star snapped, cheeks slightly pink.
"Yeah, right," Abyss said with a grin. "Well, I'll leave you two lovebirds. I'm heading to the town. Try not to get too flustered."
With that, Abyss walked ahead, chuckling to himself
Star shouted from behind. "One day, when you fall for someone, I'm going to tease you until you beg me to stop."
"We'll see when the time comes." Abyss said
With that Star also headed deeper into the forest.
After walking for a while, he found who he was looking for.
She was a beautiful elf girl with blond hair her name was "Rose ", she was around 62 years old which was consider young for elves since they could live for approximately one thousand to one thousand five hundred years.
She lived alone in the forest and usually went hunting today while hunting she accidentally stepped into one of her own traps that she had set up for hunting Which had let her hanging upside down, tangled in a rope snare which was tied to a tree branch.
Star seeing her like this chuckled and said "Well, how's the upside-down view treating you?"
Rose blushed in embarrassment. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to talk to you," he replied with a smirk. "But it seems you're a little busy at the moment. Maybe I'll come back later."
He turned to leave.
"NO! Don't go! Help me, you jerk!" Rose shouted, flailing.
Star grinned and raised his hand. A gust of wind sliced through the rope. Rose dropped to the ground with a thud, landing on her head.
"Ouch… You could've been a little more gentle, you wind-blasting jerk," she groaned, rubbing the back of her head.
"So now I'm a 'wind-blasting jerk,' huh?" Star said, amused.
"Yes," she replied flatly.
Unlike most people, Rose didn't treat Star like a god—even though she knew he was the god of creation. She didn't bow. She didn't flatter. She treated him like an ordinary person. It was one of the many things he liked about her.
The truth was, they both liked each other—but neither had ever said it aloud.
Star looked at her and offered, "Alright. As an apology, I'll grant you one wish. Anything you want."
Rose blinked. "One wish? Yeah... okay, whatever."
She tried to act indifferent, but inside, her heart raced like he had just proposed. Star could tell she was excited but chose not to tease her... yet.
"Well?" he asked. "What's your wish?"
Rose hesitated. Should I say it? Should I say, "I want you, Star. Marry me"? But then she imagined him laughing and saying, "Ugh, no way. That was so corny."
Her face paled.
Star raised his eyebrows and said "Still thinking?"
Panicking, she blurted, "Can you give me the power to use wind magic? Like how you use it?"
The words tumbled out before she could stop them.
"NO, NO! Wait—I didn't mean that!" she waved her hands nervously. "Forget I said anything! I don't want magic—really!"
She wasn't lying entirely though it was more so because no one in the world, aside from the two "chosen ones," could use magic—and those chosen ones were secretly Star and Abyss themselves. Rose feared Star might think she only wanted power from him.
Star tilted his head, watching her struggle, then smiled gently.
"Alright," he said. "I'll do it."
"W-What?" Rose stared in shock. "Seriously?!"
The wind around them changed.
Star raised his hand and summoned his staff from thin air. It shimmered into existence—golden and brown with a tint of green. Ancient runes glowed along its surface.
He drove the staff into the earth.
A pulse of energy rippled out.
The wind howled. Leaves spiraled around Rose as light and air wrapped around her like a cocoon. The magic surged into her—soft, vibrant, alive. Her hair lifted weightlessly. She could feel the air itself... like it was speaking to her.
Then slowly the wind started vanishing.
After which Star said "now try using it"
Rose hesitated, then slowly raised her hand. A small wisp of wind danced in her palm—gentle and flickering like a flame.
She stared at it. Then at him.
"You… actually did it," she whispered in awe.
Star smiled, watching her face light up with wonder and joy.
Rose noticed. "Wait... are you blushing, hun?"
"I am not," Star replied quickly, looking away.
Before she could tease him further, a flash of color darted through the trees.
A small dragon, no larger than a hawk, came before Star. Its scales shimmered like a living rainbow. In its claws, it carried a scroll sealed with the crest of the Divine Realm.
Star's eyes widened in surprise. It had been over a millennium since he'd received a message from the other gods.
He took the scroll eagerly, heart pounding with anticipation.
But as his eyes scanned the message...
His smile vanished.
His face turned pale.
And just like that, the wind fell silent again.