eternal?
eternal?

eternal?

Synopsis

Ah yes, the Fates sent me here to tell a story, I don't know if it will be big or small, I'll just have to tell you. And don't think that being a storyteller is an easy thing, because more than you think I have to write just a few words on paper, however it's easy to do. Especially when it comes to any God, they are full of tricks so that no mortal knows what they really are, however that doesn't work right, mortals always end up finding out, right? Wrong. Mortals don't find out they just hear rumors of other beings less divine than Gods and more divine than mortals, like me and this is not a rumor but a story, a true story I have to try my best not to hide any details from you, right? Well let's let this one hang in the air even though you know I would say ''wrong'' and tell you why, but you mortals don't have all eternity to read explanations. Right?
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