My Enemy Became my Wife

I wake up in a white place. I sit up and take a look around, its just endless white plains! Nothing is here. It is the worst outcome possible....

I am dead!

This is the river of souls, or what a mind that doesn't want to go insane can perceive of it at least. How did this happen! My memories are just a mashed up pile of fragments. I... I was fighting. Yes, I was fighting that bastard!

And I was winning! His broken, bloody body was lying before me! At last, after all this time I had him to my feet and at my whim! Then he raised his hand and fired that small fireball at me!

No need to dodge such a weak spell! I just stood there grinning! Oh, what an idiot I was. The pain was unbelievable, as everything went red and I could feel my soul being torn apart! I could have dodged it so easily.

It hurt so much, but.... but why am I here now?

"Are you yourself again Myrm?"

I turn around, "S... Seria? What happened? Why are we here?"

Seria is there. The goddess of life and death for this realm.

"You fought with Ascathon. And he killed you." -Seria

"Yes, I …...", I don't know what to say.....

"Your soul was torn apart, it took me quite a while to piece you back together." -Seria

I try to get to my feet, but I am weak and fall back to all fours, "So that bastard defeated me! Where is he now! Surely he is watching and laughing, is he not!?"

Seria goes to her knees and drops a black marble before me.

"No, he is dead too. He died shortly after you, from the wounds you inflicted on him. I put his soul into that marble for safekeeping.", she says sadly.

"Why would you do that?", I don't understand.

"To have you both be judged by the council. And since you were quite a piece of work Myrm, I had to keep him from resurrecting." -Seria

The council? But why should they care? They don't move a finger at the fate of worlds! Such matters don't concern them!

"But... But why. The council ….", but Seria interrupts me.

"Oh, my Myrm. You are the same as Ascathon. He didn't get what you two did either...", Seria has a sad look in her eyes now.

"I get it! We trashed a world! And what about it! If we wouldn't have taken action ourselves it would have ended badly one or the other way.", I am angry.

"hahaha.... the council doesn't care what you did to that world. Or its inhabitants. It wouldn't care if you destroyed a universe. That happens everywhere, at all times. And the same way everything is reborn again. The Council is angry at you for another reason. You two will be punished for something, the council regards as something far worse than those little reasons you talk about. And I was chosen to supervise your punishment."

Seria smiles weakly.

Tears well up in my eyes, "So what can be worse than destroying a world!"

Seria sighs,

"I guess you two are too young to ever understand in time, so I will tell you. You have killed each other! You two have killed that, which cannot be killed.. You broke the divinity. You ended the unending. That hasn't happened in all existence. And the council is afraid of what that could mean."

Seria waves her hand before my eyes and everything goes dark.