True Tranquility (Fanfic are these allowed-)

sooo hey weird fanfic thingy i'm only making one chapter, so yeah

TW: blood and war and gore and stuff

This is the perspective and history of Uzume

Shifting Tides
Everything was peaceful.

The weather was joyful and sunny. Everyone was smiling and laughing. The god watched her citizens as the unsuspecting storm drew closer. Soon those smiling people would be crying over the death of their loved ones. The cheerful weather would be no more.

The tribe of war attacked, leaving broken bodies everywhere. Blood stained the grass. An army of soldiers attacked the village that was once a beacon of tranquility, now a bloody battlefield.

The god who loved her citizens and watched over them with a smile everyday had turned into a more vengeful god. That day in the war, she had experienced the loss of a loved one. Everyone she loved had died.

Everything was gone.

"Immortals will always outlive mortals. That is true reality."

''No, shut up. You're wrong, Xianshi.''

"Hizuki!" the broken god called. She ran over to her dead friend, taking her crumpled body and hugging her tightly. It was over. She was gone.

"Hizuki..." she said softly, tears running down her face. Lightning flashed and thunder roared viciously as the sky darkened. "Everyone..."

She looked around at the hundreds of bodies surrounding her. That day she had failed. She was the survivor of the war because she had a blessing and a curse; the gift of immortality.

She stood up, her eyes turning dull and emotionless. Her expression was stone, and her hands no longer shivered with fear. All she felt was hatred--hatred for the world and it's terrible cruelties. She wished she could've protected her people better.

But they were gone.

And she did nothing.

Uzume had isolated herself for centuries, hoping that the world's unfairness would go away. She suffered in that trapped, horrid place, a place with no one to talk to. She only had one wish: to be useful to everyone, and keep everyone safe from the evils of the world. That was what she desired. Everlasting peace and tranquility.

So she continued on, building a strong and reliable army to keep her people safe. Viola was her newest advisor. For once, she felt stronger, and something deep within her had awoken--was it courage? Ambition? Whatever it was, it made her feel powerful.

Lightning struck as she looked upon her village. The feeling of deja vu hit.

They'll all die, and it'll be me, all my fault, useless god.