She was an avatar of the Gods, a concept intrinsically linked with man. She was a being so far above, that the number of those who called her equal could be counted by only a hand.
She was glory and infinity. There was no force as fundamental as time.
So she was curious, and confused, when she encountered the 'Anomaly'.
Time was largely static and stable, but even order has a little chaos and temporal anomalies were threats that she had to dealt with herself.
Yet the 'Anomaly' that she discovered was the first that confuddled her, an obstacle and threat that even with all her powers couldn't destroy.
It was the constant, the one common thing in every possible timeline. It was something that dared call itself her equal.
She was surprised to find it was nothing more than a mere human being.
At first she was wary, unsure if this was not a mere façade. She had taken human form in order to better investigate, surprising it with a sudden appearance in the middle of the mortal realm.
She had forced herself into it's life, a simple observation mission. To lower herself to a baser existence.
She had been harsh maybe, even cruel. She needed to test this Anomaly, physically if not mentally.
Then she decided to turn it sexual, humans were crude and the concept of something as disgusting as sex was difficult for her to utilize but alas was necessary.
The Anomaly didn't complain, it obeyed faithfully and even acted fulfilled.
It confused her, to be treated as something less than perfect and be happier because of it.
The days grew longer, the time spent with the Anomaly grew longer.
She had started feeling things, embarrassing things she hadn't anticipate.
The Anomaly vexed her, it always seemed to just be able to bypass her mental barriers while she could never tell what he was thinking.
This dance started having extra steps.
She had grew complacent, allowing the Anomaly far too many victories. The curse of her human form affecting her judgement.
She started to be softer towards it.
She started to allow it more and more into her heart.
She allowed him to love her.
She was afraid.
She loved him too.
She was an avatar of the Gods, a concept intrinsically linked with man. She was a being so far above, that the number of those who called her equal could be counted by only a hand.
She wanted an equal.
She wanted someone who would hold her hand, and accompany her until time itself would die.
She wanted someone to alleviate the pain of loneliness.
The Anomaly had won.
He had won.
She would not allow him to die.
He was hers and hers alone.

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Pub: 01 Sep 2021 06:20 UTC
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