The Scars You Left

Toxicity took a moment to answer, and Venom was struck by the differences between their outlooks. Tox saw herself as a tool for God, whereas Venom struggled to embrace any kind of devotion. If she was descended from a god she wanted to embrace her own power more than exalt that of the original deity. Abraxas did nothing for her besides bestow her divinity. He reclaimed their father and hid himself away from her. ”God’s favor…” She mumbled softly, as she struggled to think that he had shown her any kind of favor. Everything she had was from her own strength. Maybe her mother chose her position from her order of birth, but she had proved to be the strongest left standing.

”The pack seems mildly divided.” She uttered quietly, those that held onto their loyalty to the Empress no matter her decisions and those that did not. ”She’s been more.. tired. But she clings to her position. The title of most powerful woman in Boreas is hard to drop and she holds tighter the more it slips away.” Though her mother would never acknowledge what Venom just uttered the girl could see it plainly. Life weighed heavily on their mother. ”I think it will be sooner than later.” She hadn’t been given a real time line, but it seemed like Deathbelle was trying to hold out until her second birthday.