Entry #2 The Whimsical Symphony Of A Cosmic Prankster

Once, in the celestial tapestry, there existed a bored entity. His essence was the embodiment of chaos, a whirlwind of unpredictability that defied the fabric of time and space.

He was repulsed by the dogma that each action, each choice, was already carved in the cosmic plan of all things. It irritated him, the idea that one's path was engraved in stone before they even took the first step.

"I'm tired of this dull monotony," he mused, plucking at the threads of fate. "Why must everything unfold as foretold? Where's the joy in a pre-fixed story where you know the ending?"

He grew bored with the predictable patterns of fate. Mortals, acting like puppets on strings that danced to the predetermined rhythm of their lives. He found this scripted dance agonizing.

And so, with a flick of his immaterial fingers, he challenged the very essence of fate. Revamping the mortal realm, where he altered things to never happen like they were supposed to.

He roamed realm after realm, disrupting the carefully crafted histories with unpredictable pranks.

A few examples were altering the laws the human knew, he painted the sky with enigmas unknown to mortals, screwing up specific creatures just for fun and this was just the tip of the iceberg of all the records in the universe.

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This is what is registered, but in reality, every god knows that Aqarath chose this path just to fuck up the life of his best friend.

Authors note:

this will keep going explaining many backstories I think 6 more? every 3 chapters I'll upload one of these entries.

(For those who didn't get it this is Aqarath's backstory, the god who chose Dante as his proxy)