Arkiye

You’re not pretty.
You’re not a thing.
You’re not theirs.
You’re you’re you’re you’re you’re you’re?
…
You’re... you… right?

They tell you to dance.
You don’t want to, you don’t want to, you don’t want to, you don’t want to.
But you must.
You’re only a plaything for them, after all.

You used to cry every morning, when they had finally left.
You don’t do that anymore, your tears dried up long ago.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts.
Now and then there are terrible nights like this one, but this is not like others.
You can’t walk. Your wing bends in an unnatural way. The shock still maintains you away from a world of pain.
That won’t last.

They didn’t have to do that, they didn’t have to do that, they didn’t have to do that, they didn’t have to do that, they didn’t have to do that.
You're a good dancer, a good toy.
Then why? why? why? why? why? why? why? why? why? why? why? why?
You can’t help but pray. To the god your father talked so much about.
"He’ll always be there for us."
"He’ll help you when you need it the most."
"He’s kind and wise and as old as our isles."
But those were lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies.

But maybe… maybe there was hope…

You hear the shouts of pain of your monstrous captors.
Even in the pain, it brings light to your eyes.
Someone comes, it’s it your savior? Could it be-?
“Holy sh- what a disaster.” A heavenly voice says. You can’t help but turn around.
It's an Imperial. She is beautiful and imposing, scarlet blood still adorning her claws.
The golden rings around her are almost divine, the white hair covering most of her face making them even more breathtaking. You can only see one of her eyes, so bright, so beautiful.

She’s a god.

“Umm?” She says, apparently you had spoken out loud your last phrase.
“Y-you… you’re…”
“Mmmm?”
Her eye shines in curiosity and the smile she gives you is radiant. “You’re… the god my father spoke of…”
She looks surprised for a moment, but that expression rapidly morphs into something else.
“Yes.”
She says, a beautiful smile adorning her divine face. Her eyes shine with power.
“I’m a God.”