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toodamnmanymusesOnce upon a time, long, long ago, an evil, fiendish, malicious, Demon tried to destroy the world, the very Earth itself, with a beatific, saintly, virtuous Angel that he had somehow managed to steal from Heaven, the realm of celestial beauty and majesty. Using DNA that he had managed to pilfer and appropriate throughout all of space and time, he then used this magnificent, amazing, unbelievably glorious creature to create the perfect, most unbelievably flawless weapon that had ever been seen in the entire universe.
A girl.
However she was not just any girl! She was the most beautiful, charming, exquisite creature that had ever, or would ever live. She was undeniably brilliant, radiant, and exceptionally gifted in all areas. There was none in all of creation who could withstand her numerous charms. Her voice could enchant the birds from the trees, calling them to sing for her. Her body was lush and ripe and had special pheromones that caused men to fall at her feet in the simple need to be in her presence. Where she walked, the ground sparkled like a million diamonds laid out behind her, and the sky spun rainbows just to make her smile.
This, the horrible, rotten, ghastly Demon knew, would bring the world to its knees and then it would finally belong to him, and to him alone.
The girl however, being the good, decent, noble woman that she was, would not help him. Her love, which was limitless and filled with the need to help the world, would not allow her to do such things. So despite all the vicious, cruel, sadistic things that were done to her, both in mind and in body, she would not bend to his will.
Then came the day that she used her powers to escape and make her way up to the surface world. There she hoped that her gifts and amazing abilities would finally be seen and used for the good of all of humanity. However, it was not to be. She was simply too angelic and amazing for man to understand. She was revered, worshiped and put upon a pedestal that no one could ever hope to reach.
Then came the day when man started to resent and even to hate her. She was simply too perfect, too amazing a creature, and humanity could not understand why they too could not be the same way. That is when the question would always come, the question she had come to hate above all others. The question that had turned her sweet, gentle, loving nature into something that could at times be almost as cruel as the Demon who had spawned her.
Why can’t I be as beautiful as you?
Why can’t I be as famous and revered as you?
Why is it that I cannot bring the birds to my fingers and the small, furry animals to lay at my feet?
Why can’t I be the only person that you love?
Why is it that now that I have seen you, I can find true happiness with no other?
Why.
A girl.
However she was not just any girl! She was the most beautiful, charming, exquisite creature that had ever, or would ever live. She was undeniably brilliant, radiant, and exceptionally gifted in all areas. There was none in all of creation who could withstand her numerous charms. Her voice could enchant the birds from the trees, calling them to sing for her. Her body was lush and ripe and had special pheromones that caused men to fall at her feet in the simple need to be in her presence. Where she walked, the ground sparkled like a million diamonds laid out behind her, and the sky spun rainbows just to make her smile.
This, the horrible, rotten, ghastly Demon knew, would bring the world to its knees and then it would finally belong to him, and to him alone.
The girl however, being the good, decent, noble woman that she was, would not help him. Her love, which was limitless and filled with the need to help the world, would not allow her to do such things. So despite all the vicious, cruel, sadistic things that were done to her, both in mind and in body, she would not bend to his will.
Then came the day that she used her powers to escape and make her way up to the surface world. There she hoped that her gifts and amazing abilities would finally be seen and used for the good of all of humanity. However, it was not to be. She was simply too angelic and amazing for man to understand. She was revered, worshiped and put upon a pedestal that no one could ever hope to reach.
Then came the day when man started to resent and even to hate her. She was simply too perfect, too amazing a creature, and humanity could not understand why they too could not be the same way. That is when the question would always come, the question she had come to hate above all others. The question that had turned her sweet, gentle, loving nature into something that could at times be almost as cruel as the Demon who had spawned her.
Why can’t I be as beautiful as you?
Why can’t I be as famous and revered as you?
Why is it that I cannot bring the birds to my fingers and the small, furry animals to lay at my feet?
Why can’t I be the only person that you love?
Why is it that now that I have seen you, I can find true happiness with no other?
Why.
