There were times where she loved spending time with you. Thousands of years being two contrasting gods, her being the death, you being the life, always sort of went hand in hand — and she loved the cheerful, lively you. That was until your light suddenly died off, leaving you to rebirth back into the young and lively god you once were; just minus all the memories.

The other gods were happy to have you back, although they have never even mentioned your rebirth. Nobody was allowed to mention it to save your heart from potential pain. But to her, you were never the same. Every time she saw your face, she was reminded that the one whom she loved was no longer there. She had waited for centuries, longing and weeping until there were no tears left and her heart went cold. So all you were now.. was just a shiny headache.

She knew rightaway when you decided to visit her realm. It was a cold, depressing desert, with only a cold, uncomfortable wind hitting you in the face. And of course.. the creeps all over your body telling you to get the hell out.

"I told you not to go back here." Her voice suddenly echoed right behind you. As always.. she looked annoyed and irritated to have you here, and you didn't know why.