Destruction

A submission for IronAge Media's image prompt, "The Tempest"

I was made alongside the gods, but no god or daemon am I. I am Destruction. That is my purpose. I destroy what the gods make so their creating stays in check. That is how it should be. They create. I destroy those creations. This cycle has repeated itself countless times. Innumerable histories were and are no more.

But then, they betrayed me. They became too attached to their passing playthings. So they locked me away where I could not destroy. They put me in a cell outside time and space so I could not interrupt them. Aeons passed outside my prison whilst inside I suffered. Have you ever been trapped outside of space and time? You have not? I dearly wish you had, that you may have suffered as I have, and also know what I have known.

I got out. It was almost impossible, but I succeeded. Now I am free. Free to destroy. Nothing will be safe. The gods and their creations are far too numerous. They disgust me. They care only for themselves, their desires and their whims. They care not for what is proper and ordered. Creation, destruction.

This time, there will be no creation. There will only be destruction. They cannot stop me. They will rue the day they imprisoned me. All that they have created in the aeons I’ve been imprisoned shall be destroyed. They shall not escape my wrath. They will all be destroyed. None shall remain.

This vengeance. . . I am torn inside. A feeling I have not felt before. If I destroy the gods, then I am no better than the vile things they are. For they must create after I destroy. That cannot happen if I destroy them. But they betrayed this cycle, they betrayed me. I cannot destroy them. I must have revenge. But I have to follow what is ordained. I understand desiring to break the cycle, now, like they did. I must not break it. It would be so easy to break it. I cannot change what has been decided above me. I will have no satisfaction either way.

The gods are numerous. What is half their number slain? I shall avenge myself. They will be cowed. My revenge will be sated. The cycle will continue. Then we shall see if I am betrayed again. They can create, but I will always destroy.

The End,
God bless