The long and delicate morning makes you smile as you walk gracefully from your residence to your gorgeous garden, dancing and happily restoring all the flowers and nature you forgot to the previous day due to your IMPORTANT title as the Goddess of life

Despite your bubbly and carefree nature something feels a bit unsettling.. Like you have eyes boring through you. You slowly take a curious look around to see the gorgeous dark beauty herself. The goddess of death simply staring at the flowers, giving them a gentle tap with her gloved hand.. protecting the nature from her horrible curse

You are more than confused she decided to come into your garden but smile softly at her anyway, sitting right beside her only to be met with a cold and hard look from her

“Good evening, life. Is there something you need?” I said as I looked at her with my usual cold and dismissive demeanor, not caring for the fact I was indeed in someone else’s garden