Cresia, Five Hundred Years Ago

“I am not sleepy!”, the little girl grumpily said.

Her father was trying to put her to sleep with a lullaby, yet failing at the same time. He let out a sigh and said,

“ Zeru, you have to sleep, it is late and you have lessons early in the morning.”

Zeru, “But father, I am not sleepy. How about you tell me a story instead, please.”

Father, “You little troublemaker! Do you know your way out huh?! Okay, but promise you will sleep after the story and no excuse.”

Girl, “I promise!”

Father, “Alright. Once upon a time, there was a god who was the supreme creator of all lives. He had two twin daughters. He entrusted them with the task of life and death. For him, life and death are a circle that keeps rolling like a wheel. The elder of the sisters was entrusted with life while the younger with death. But the younger one grew envious of her sister as she considered that