HER Perspective
<To think three of his Odd Souls have already been defeated. I wonder if HE will place the blame on me. Probably.>
A voice that sounded both like nothing and something spoke. It was heavy yet light, cold yet caring.
Bearing great contradictions was in the very nature of being a Deity, and SHE was no exception despite being the lightest out of a bunch.
Where SHE resided was like a plane made out of an infinite sky both above and below, yet she wasn't alone. Chosen mortals surrounded her at all times, heeding every order she gave.
<Hmmm. How curious. This one did not wield his powers as genuinely the last. He too must be oblivious to truest extent of capabilities. HE so casually imparted upon world ability gift that rare, Odd power most favored creations amazes me no end.>
Her eyes pierced the veil that was the clouds and settled on the young man bound to the very fabric of the world she helped create.