The Goddess

The Goddess of love, Aphrodite remained as she believed that they would never find her, and, as her name suggests, she loved humanity. She remained to try and keep humanity's hearts filled with love, but found that their lust for power, and man's need to dominate the females, corrupted their hearts, and buried the pure love that she embodied. Soon her power began to fade, as did her life. In her final moments however, Aphrodite took what little of her true power remained, and placed it within a statue dedicated to her, located in Greece. Then the Goddess of love faded forever from this world, leaving behind that small part of herself, in the hopes that she who discovers it would use it wisely. Thus the time of harmony ended and wars tore the world.

Over the centuries and millennia humanity's dependence on religion decreased, however as it did their reliance on technology practically took over their lives. Religion was often the sole cause of wars, however it was humanity's need to become more powerful, that led to even greater death and destruction. They sought to hold the power of the Gods, they built atomic bombs, nuclear weapons, believing that they would end all war. All they did was bring further death upon the world.

The various Gods and Goddesses who had fled Earth so long ago, watched these atrocities as they unfolded. And, as time went on, they grew to hate the humans, no longer desiring to return to the planets surface and live amongst them once more, now they desired only to see them destroy themselves. Watching it as though it were a reality TV show, sometimes even whispering into the minds of humans to make them instigate a war. As time passed they failed to notice their palace crumbling around them, as their hatred for those they were once meant to protect and cherish, turned their hearts to blackened ice. The Gods faded as the twentieth century drew to a close.

However small parts of their spirits remained and descended to the Earth. There they laid dormant for many years, scattered across the globe, waiting, like Aphrodite, for someone to find them and use their power. Stories were told of this, many set out to try and find these remnants of the Gods, but none did, often wasting their lives away in the vain hope that these rumours were true, and that they could wield the power of Gods. Do they exist? If so would they be discovered? Only time will tell, yet in the fourteen years since then, no one has found these remnants, nor have there been any solid information about them. It's safe to assume they are...

"No more than myths." Laura said and looked around the classroom, trying to gauge people's reaction to her writing. Many raised their hands, and she sighed. She knew the ones who had raised their hands were religious fanatics and would only reprimand her for spewing blasphemy.

"This piece is set in a fictional universe that has no definitive link to our own." She stated in response to their unspoken questions. The hands went down immediately.

Ever since she turned seven, Laura had been writing these types of stories. In the twelve years since then, she had been called an amazing writer by some, mostly teachers, and a worthless hell spawn by others, usually those that followed religion. She had nothing against religion personally, but as she looked further and further back, it almost always seemed that people's beliefs are what led to some of the largest wars in history. Terrorists often stated that the reasons for their attacks were religious ones. Faced with this evidence, Laura decided at the age of sixteen, to never devotedly follow a religion. She believed in higher powers, but only because it made it easier to explain how they came to be, scientists had explained that they had evolved over the course of tim

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