(Sometime in the past. Child Christopher The God of Good fortunes pov) "Dad." I yelled as I ran into my father's office. My father was at his desk typing on his type writer with his glasses on the tip of his nose. He always liked the old mortal ways. He looked up at me for just a second before he was typing way again. "Did you need something?" He asked with disinterest. Ever since Mazaya gave me more power our relationship hadnt been as hostile. "Actually wanted to see what you thought of this." I stated as I walked forward with the box I pulled out of my pocket. He looked at it before eyeing me. "What is this?" He asked. It seemed like his interest was peaked. I smiled before I was opening up the black box. "Is that a ruby necklace?" He asked as he leaned forward to inspect it. I couldn't help the huge smile that was on my face. I had been working hard for this. "Is this why you've been helping other Gods with their fortune?" He asked as he w

(Alexander The God of absolute dark powers pov) "When do you plan on stepping in?" I snapped for the hundredth time. Everything was set to go but Zavier was set on not rewinding time until he was sure everything would go as planned. "What have you done?" Mazayas mother asked as she watched her daughter burn everything in her path. We watched as fire sparked ablaze as she walked past building after building. "She's destroying the magical court. You can't seriously think it is not time." Angel screeched. Mazaya had her hand out like she was touching the air as she walked. I watched as she drew an invisible line as she walked. The fire was the only indication that she was releasing power and not just moving her hands. "I said wait." Zavier snapped again as he banged his hands on the table. I eyed him before looking back at the screen. Zavier looked exhausted which was the only reason I would keep the peace. He was worried and that was never good. "Fine.

(Note Chasity is still dead. I revised it because somehow I accidentally wrote Chasity instead of angel in lose sight.) (The God of absolute dark powers pov) As soon as Mazaya fell to the ground we got into motion. Time was limited and we knew this was a long shot but it actually worked. I still had alot to do but for now everything was working out. "We don't have much time." Mazayas mom rushed out as I kneeled down next to Mazaya. I looked up to her frantically kneeling down next to me. "You know what you have to do?" I asked more as a threat than anything. She eyed me before looking down at Mazaya's awkwardly positioned body. "I didn't tell you this right away because I knew it would prevent us from fixing her." Her mother said she had me looking at her with a scowl. As she laid Mazaya flat on her back she looked at me and sighed. "I can only erase the bad memories because she wasn't fully in her right mind. I'm not powerful enough to

I had been traveling from realm to realm with one goal to find a way to gain back control of all realms that Alexander took over. No gods would go against Alexander and the mortals were to weak so it seemed like it was useless. Over two months in royal time and I still had nothing. I had no choice but to go to the magical realm and try to find a way to break the bond again. That was the only way I could beat Alexander. With the bond I couldn't kill him or get close to him. So for weeks I came and went but nomatter what I did I couldn't break the bond between Alexander and me. Everytime I went into the magical realm I was risking being caught but I had no choice. For hours I tried to create magic for Gods who could break the bond and still nothing. It was like this every day so I don't know why my gut churned more today than any other but I think it was because he was taking over more and more realms. Everytime I tried to take back control over a realm I lost it

(Alexander the God of absolute dark powers pov) Finally after months of planning, I had my wife in my hands. The moment she went Ridgid I could only smile because she knew that her heart and soul belonged to me and it was time for her to come home. "Mommy can we go home?" My son asked as he clung onto her leg. I had purposely aged him because I knew she would not give up without a fight and I couldn't afford her to lose control again. "Sure." She whispered as she forced her face to snuggle into my chest more. I rubbed her hair a bit before pulling back a bit. "Grab our son beautiful." I whispered as I looked into her bright green eyes. I knew it would take time for our bond to fix but for now this is all I needed. As she looked up at me the fight had left and now all I seen was sadness. I would fix that but first I just needed to get her home. "Okay." She whispered as she looked down a our son. I watched as her eyes shined more sadness the more she loo