In a world very different from ours, where magic and myth come alive. There Lives a little goddess who Unknown to all was only called a god in name. Her vary being was different from the other gods; unlike them she was born from the primal power itself not just created and was a unique existence. She is the youngest and most pure hearted of them so the gods think of her as a little sister and like any family Her being the youngest meant the other gods spoiled her, yet she was always well-behaved and kind.

The gods of this world only forbid one thing; she must never look upon the mortal world below. When she asked for the reason the gods told her it was empty or no fun. For a time that was enough and she did what they wished because she believed them, unfortunately the real reason was much more tragic.

The gods feared that evil and cruelty of the mortal races would destroy her like it did her predecessor. For the little goddess was the god of compassion reborn into a new form.

As she travels the mortal world she will be faced with great sorrow And hardships, she will find that the mortal world was far more evil Then even the other gods had known. On her journey, she will find friends who will help her Save a world that the gods had given up on.

authors note~ rewrite yay! I implement any feedback into future chapters and editing so I like comments good and bad. Oh and a warning it will at times have traces of tragedy but only for a chapter or two probably.