Everything crumbled beneath his touch. He yearned for embrace and being loved by another. Yet the cycle continued, he had never touched anyone in his entire life After thousands a new god was born, the opposite of death, life, your are The God of Life. You have come to see him. He sees you in all of your beauty, he refrains from touching you. He accidentally trips and fall on top of you “No! No! No!” He waits for you to crumble. But you don’t, you look at him confused “W-what?”