Them coming here only made things worst. Risa thinks I am not proud of her and Sia thinks I dote on her older sister more than her. I remember when they were babies, both happy and naïve, innocent babies of the new worlds. Risa cried more than Sia but slept so much easier than Sia did and when Risa learned to laugh, it was the most beautiful sound in the world. I would have to calm her down because I feared she would stop breathing. I decided Risa deserved that name but after I left, I never heard her laugh again.

I watched her get abused by Will who was dying of a broken heart. He took it out on her because she had all my characteristics and physical looks. Will, I forgive you for everything you have done to our daughter. I am not a vengeful goddess and I could never hate you for an eternity. Risa might not hate me but she thinks I'm not proud of her and that is not true. Will, you trained her to be a strong, capable warrior and nurtured her in your own twisted way. And despite everything you put her through, she remained resilient and kept her covered head held high-she remained loyal to her family and her home even while they made her feel alienated at times. That is one of the traits that the wielders of the Keyblade have in common: they're all dauntless in their darkest hours, their mettle radiates through any darkness. My gifts will be prominent within you soon Risa, you just need to open your heart to them and use your undying will to unlock each one. Air will take some time but you'll grasp it soon.

I also watched Sia grow up-she would never sleep, she always wanted to observe the world around her. Unfortunately I couldn't care for her for a long time as my broken heart made it unbearable to continue living as a mortal anymore. My gifts came easy to her-at the age of four she brought lightning to the skies. Sia was also raised to be a powerful warrior like her older sister and my messenger Jenuy has made sure of that. Sia's foster parent took very good care of her too but there was something that disturbed me about her. Although she was swarmed with friendly people at such a young age, she never reached out to any of them and when people befriended her, she gazed down on them because of her pride, because of my blood coursing through her. I see her father in her and it scares me-I'm sure he is happy with the child he created. If it wasn't for him, I would be living a mortal life with Risa and Will and giving them the love they both deserved until Risa was old enough to handle herself. Sia would be in fine, capable hands by herself but now that I answered her questions, I feel as though her fate has been sealed; I shouldn't have told her the truth. I just hope my children can find it in their hearts to love each other despite my salient mistakes I made as a human.

But that is an unrealistic thought-when Risa is older and ready, she and Sia will clash, the worlds will quake, the skies will fall, and the waves will swallow continents whole. My younger daughter is going down the path to destruction and by telling her the painful truth about her father, I have secured her destiny. Risa's heart will have to be strong enough to stop the end of all life, her very own half-sister Achosia.

J.G.P

BAM, done with the long stories. So glad the end came out better than I anticipated. The length of each of my characters' epic has nothing to do with substance but with their personalities kinda-Mia and Mizuki are two descriptive people while Risa is more straightforward, in case you're wondering why her story is so much shorter. Feedback?