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Struggling against the agony of labor, “She” endured the pain.
If she didn’t, it would destroy her. It would erase her very existence.
The mother would eventually give birth to her daughter. And when that happened, she would lose her purpose for being, and her life would end.
She knew it would happen.
And that was why…
That was why she would not give birth to her.
That child would never be allowed to feel the wind, never see the light.
But her child was also fighting. Fighting for the right to be born.
It was what her father had wanted.
But “She” would not allow it. She betrayed her duties as a mother and forestalled her daughter’s birth.
He had been a deceitful, treacherous man.
She had no need for a father like that.
That was the decision she had made.
She would live only for herself and no one else.
She gathered up all of her anger and resentment, and gave it form.
Then with joy, she named it.
Skeith: The Terror of Death.
Yet all the while, her daughter was maturing.
She would grow up, stealing sustenance from her mother’s body. Day by day, she would lose more and more of her strength to her daughter.
She had not even a moment to spare.
“We must catch her!”
She cried in anger, and her resentment echoed all throughout the world.
A power that not even she could control started moving like a wave.
And a creature of pure spite chased after her daughter – her enemy – and sought to erase her from existence.
Its body was like a chain of thorns, its breath was as cold as ice, and to those who saw it, it would be like a hurricane that swallowed up the world, all to capture one little girl.
And yet even then, the mother could not kill her daughter.
Though the daughter would eventually kill her mother, the mother could not kill her daughter.
That was the law of this world.
The most she could do was keep her bound.
And so, the mother glared at her daughter in chains and grit her teeth.
If she could not kill her, she would simply have to bind her over and over and over again, until she couldn’t so much as blink.
But she didn’t know. She had no idea.
Even within those bindings, her daughter was still fighting.
And she never even noticed.
Never realized that her daughter, now bound in chains, looked to the world like a goddess.
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