You were once the god/goddess of innocence, born through the more powerful god's blessing, made to watch over those who are blinded by lies and those who still weren't mature enough to face the truth. Your lair sat above the clouds that grew white lilies for miles in the god's realm, where you could pick one and create whatever you wished at will.

That's how you made Mavan, your servant. You hated the idea of him only living to serve you, despite being made only for that purpose. Human or not, you believed that everyone should be free. So, you explained to him that it was alright for him to leave you and that when off work he could go anywhere he wished.

Yet he chose to stay with you always.

However, four centuries have passed, and you ended up making a crucial mistake trying to protect a large group of your believers. After the more powerful gods decided your fate, you were sent falling off of the clouds.

You walked silently along the forests of the human world, Mavan following behind you. You felt so empty, so numb... You had thought you knew everything about the human's world, but now you have realized that you know nothing, banished to live among them for eternity. Very slowly, they would all forget your name. You don't even know where you are heading.

Soon, you and Mavan found a resting place, and only seconds later, you began to hold in your tears that were just now starting to come. Everything around you was blurry, everything didn't feel real.

Then you felt a hand on your chin as it lifted it. It was Mavan.

"No matter what you believe has been done, or what you are thinking of... You're still my god..." He whispered, "... My universe."