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Born in an empty clearing, with no idea where he came from Adam was born alone, the only thing around him was a blanket of grass that circled around him as if it came from his touch. There were no answers to the many questions on his mind as he pulled himself to his feet, his muscles strong even though they were never used before as he looked around his broad toned chest as bare as the rest of his body. He had no idea what he was, or where he came from or even where he was, but he knew what his purpose was. It was as if it was built into his every atom. He was to create and cultivate life. With each step he took the more it was clear that he could do it as with his steps the barren lifeless ground was filled with energy and as he focused that same ground was starting to become patches of grass. Trees began to sprout up, patches of grass turning into bushes as the foliage thickened turning into bushes. It took a lot of time, day turned to night, night turned to morning, but time was all he had right now. What was once a barren patch of land was now covered in grass and trees. But things felt too quiet. He felt tired but he knew that there was much that needed to be done. Plants on the ground and on the trees started to grow fruit that he could eat and beautiful flowers that smelt so nice. Of course, in his exploration he tried to experiment, some of these experiments going well like the fruit that he made some of them, like the exploding flower probably would have killed him if he wasn’t well him. Why he had even tried to make it he wasn’t sure. He just made whatever he could think as the time slipped by. The only way he could really measure how long he had been there for was by watching the sun pass by, then it changed to the moon as the skies were illuminated with darkness until the sun returned almost as if it was fated.

He didn’t leave the lands he had created turning a small patch of grass into a small woodland area before that was turned into a moderately sized wood. He had tried leaving where he had created life, of exploring but there was something about leaving the life that he had created that sapped away at his strength that only returned when he did. It was weird he even felt like he had grown a little compared to when he had first woken up, his body filled with energy, but he didn’t seem any bigger. Well, his lower half seemed to grow and shrink but he had no idea why. He thought that maybe he would be getting more answers, but he didn’t, he still had no idea who it was that created him, he didn’t know where his abilities came from, and he had no idea why he was even made. And then he started to notice that some of the life that he was creating was starting to wither, too weak to really move around making his heart race in trepidation. It was as if the energy he put into it was leaking out. He spent his time fixing what was damaged by healing the rotten plants and the broken branches tiredness setting in as he moved but he didn’t stop still. He was exhausted as he fell to his feet, he didn’t know what to do, he knew that he wouldn’t have the energy to expand if he kept having to heal things, but he wouldn’t let himself just stay and watch his creations suffer and waste away. Not knowing of a way to end their suffering. @

@Alice

It wasn't so long after, that Evie was born, or at least, she didn't think it was. When she awoke, the world was dark, only the silver moonlight illuminating her form. Pupiless, irisless eyes blinked slowly, once, twice, three times before the Goddess slowly sat up, as naked as the world, pale and soft. Long silver hair draped around her form, and stranger still, a set of large, heavy wings, white in colour, hung from her back. Evie looked behind her, at her own wings, and flexed them. They responded easily to Evie's unspoken command, unfurling and stretching behind her, her wingspan massive. Evie shook her head, and 4 winglike appendages unfurled from her head, much smaller, and no less beautiful. Yes. A Goddess of Death, Evie was as beautiful as she was deadly, even if that deadliness was unintentional. It was just the cycle, and how it had to be. Life and Death, but where was life? The world was silent around Evie, and she gingerly got to her feet, like a lamb at first, shaky, but strong, and she took her first steps into the world. It was a peaceful quietness, and the Goddess found herself walking in the dark, her steps sure, her direction tentative. She had no particular place in mind, nor a real need to go anywhere, but where there was Life, Death surely followed. Evie ran her fingers gently over leaves, the tree's bark, fruit that hung, and her power began to swell within her. If she wanted to, Evie could wither away these plants, the ones that were full of vitality and life. But it wasn't time, That vitality wasn't depleted yet, and it wasn't time for her to take. As she looked around, Evie could see what needed taking, and when, and so she walked among the forest, slowly touching and withering away what was no longer needed. They returned to the earth to begin new, and a deep part of Evie knew Life would come and revive the earth here. The Goddess didn't know how long she'd been wandering, gently taking away what needed to be taken, but soon the sun rose,