[center][h1][color=gray] Tribulations [/color][/h1][/center]
[center][h2][color=gainsboro]Death[/color]+[color=cyan]Keyla[/color] [/h2][/center]

The sudden burst of wind bore ill tidings, removing his focus on the girl and to more pressing matters. Goehearth was coming, the God of Anarchy. He was one most likely to be upset with what he had done. It didn't take much to upset Goehearth, that was why on many occasions when the God of Anarchy had visited, Death let him have his way. He even lost a small section of the Underworld, something he could afford to lose at the time, to his chaos. It didn't matter anymore, for that section was under his dominion once again. This time, Death would not be so kind, for many events had transpired, some still transpiring, that could hold ramifications for all worlds. It was his solemn duty to protect, and care for what he could. Nothing else mattered anymore. 

He looked at the girl again and spoke to her urgently, [color=gainsboro]"I do not know which God you are, but something dark is coming, something... vile. You should leave."[/color]

He began to walk away from the town, it would be better to distance himself from humans if any gods wanted to fight. 

[color=cyan]"Wait!"[/color] Keyla shouted. The old man stopped in his tracks, and turned around to look at her. Keyla had moved to the middle of the street, they faced each other now. [color=cyan]"Who are you? What are you talking about?"[/color] she asked.

Death spoke softly, understanding now what the girl truly was- A demigod. [color=gainsboro]"You poor child... You don't know.. Of course not. Save yourself from trouble girl, go home and forget me. I only bring suffering."[/color]

Keyla noted that the man's tone was bitter, but she found herself unwilling to leave. It was almost as if, she had to stay even when all her instincts were screaming at her to run. Whether it was a profound sense or curiosity or something else entirely, Keyla did not know.
But she would get answers. [color=cyan]"No. No, I'm not leaving. Now tell me, I beg you, please. I heard a bell, pure and distinct and then somehow, it led me here to you. What don't I know? Who are you?"[/color]

Death liked the girl's resolve, it reminded him of Solaria in her youth. Back when she came and they talked.. but no, this girl was not a child of Solaria, that wasn't possible at the time. Death shifted, he was growing weary of staying, Gods were notorious for being quick when they wanted something. He'd have to placate her. [color=gainsboro]"You already know my name child. I am the caretaker, the guider, the bane of all mortal souls. I am Death."[/color] The girl's eyes grew wide, but he couldn't tell if she believed him or not. [color=gainsboro]"You heard the Gathering Bell of Heaven, in ancient days it called all Gods together and it has done so again. You my dear, heard the bell because one of your parents had divine blood. Which one, I am not sure. Now you should leave befo-"[/color]

He was cut off by the presence of two gods materializing across the street. Both looked very large but one towered above the other, and then the smaller man immediately cast an aurora in the sky. Stjerne and Zencrux had arrived. 

Keyla was bewildered. Everything the old man said, couldn't possibly be true. Death wasn't some old guy standing before her. And she had divine blood? What did that even mean. The man was cut off, and in an instant two men appeared across from him. She backed away slightly, again not believing that two men had appeared out of the blue. Coupled with the sudden aurora in the sky she was beginning to breath quickly. Then a monster appeared, and Keyla screamed.

Desious barely felt the punch, though Goehearth was not wrong, he probably did deserve that and more. He patted the God on Anarchy on the back, not really knowing what angle he was playing at. Then Faded physically, and retreated from his grasp, materializing a short distance away. He noticed the girl had fainted, probably from the shock of seeing such a creature as Goehearth. He sighed, [color=gainsboro]"Goehearth, do you not have the common decency to look like a human in the presence of a lady? Or has your wit finally left you these last thousand years?"[/color] He pointed at the now unconscious Keyla.

Death then turned towards Stjerne and Zencrux, [color=gainsboro]"Welcome Stjerne. Welcome Zencrux. I'm sure you have questions for me."[/color]