Rixheia strutted around in the void, she could feel the power of it slowly fading as the decades passed but the goddess really never expected this kind of power from a mortal. As the powers of light and darkness dragged Rixheia to her knees she knew it was Victoria's turn to watch her while the rest rested.
Another three months and it'll switch again and if she had the scheduling down it would switch to Skylar of the Draconics who'll make her feel like she's trapped in that glacier all those years again. It gives her a feeling of helplessness and like a failure all over again. She broke free from one prison she was stuck in for centuries and then got trapped in another after not even a month into freedom. It feels like endless prison after prison.
But once she breaks free she has a plan. Once she breaks free she will win. Once she breaks free she will rule all and destroy the heroes.
Suddenly Rixheia saw a small beam of light within the darkness and knew the void would be destroyed soon enough.
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Night Of The Living Writer 2020
Short StoryDifferent short short stories based on different things for each day of October
