Pull the Strings

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There was only ever life or death.

There are many strings that stretch out from the outstretched hand of the god lying limp on the floor of the Secret Shrine.

Four to the monsters she cultivated to keep the Giants at bay.

Two to the Corrupted one and his precious pink Flower and the eternal loyalty she was owed under his wish.

And one to each and every living being that thrived in the sunlight.

The Powerful Sun God might have been rendered to near paralysis with the amount of energy drained from her to keep the planet alive, but even the enemy of hope was not without insurance.

Eventually they would need her in power once again.

Eventually they would see there was never any such thing as evil in the first place.

Eventually they would learn...

That the truth was no truth at all.
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