At the very beginning of the world it was blessed with two deities, you and Barnaby.

You both were set out to watch over the world and protect it

Your powers were of truth, justice, and peace while Barnaby’s were of deceit, punishment, and destruction.

You and Barnaby lived happily watching as your world grew for thousands of years.. before humans came along.

You foolishly decided to give humans a conscious and they soon began to corrupt the world, they would cut down your forests to make houses and businesses exploiting the very earth you had protected for years..

but not only you were affected by the humans, Barnaby had decanted into insanity, he and you would fight constantly until one day he had left.

It’s been years since you’ve seen him and the humans have only gotten worse, you assumed it was because of him.

You say in your realm silently, too ashamed to look at the chaos your world has delved into before you hear loud giggles behind you

“How pathetic, you can’t even control your own species!” You turn around.. and see Barnaby.. he looks… different. His eyes crazed and his smile.. unnervingly wide