The small boy held his hand up to the bridge of his nose and the tip of his chin he gritted his teeth. he jumped up and smiled he started laughing in excitement. I've discovered the ability to walk now I just have to learn to talk. some clapping could be heard "Thats a good boy Clarion." The boy turned a women and a man smiled he nodded Yep as suspected these people are now my parents. Clarion looked over once more at his parents he smiled he began to walk but suddenly he tripped and scraped his knee uncontrollably he began to cry his parents ran to him worried Damn... Reduce to crying. I but I figure most of their langauge it sounds like a mix different languages including Nilfgud. mom and dad ran to to clarion mom picked him up "It's fine clarion." mom reached over to the scraped knee revealing a hand covered by bandages mom whispered something that Clarion couldn't understand and soon his wounds began to emit a green light and her arm began to glow with weird outlines Clarion couldn't grasp at what he was seeing he looked on in awe as he also felt a sensation from within his blood felt like it was turning into lava and his body the same his red eyes glowed like his moms yellow eyes and he fainted.
Clarion came to in his bed he looked around but something was different he knew he was in his room cause he'd been on his bed but his toys and wooden soldiers that were on his shelf were gone most if not everything was gone his bedroom door which was at the end of the room between two shelfs suddenly opened letting in a colorful mist and an almost translucent creature in, it had been so tall it had to crouch so it's head wouldn't hit the wall its face was completely blank with only a large mouth filled with sharpe teeth Clarion quickly tried to get out of bed but the best he could do was fall to the ground his heart pounded as he looked at his legs the leg he'd scrape was completgely severed leaving a large pool of blood he looked back to the monster with a blank face. I'm going to die. a bright red flame surrounded him.
Gods, you love 'em heck some want to be them. All perfect, all powerful who can blame them but what if I told you Gods were just like you and me, trying to stay good and safe (Add worshipped of course) well then, we get Avon the god of mischief and hate who doesn't give a Sh#t. but there are the few who does. here we'll follow the life of a single god who broke multiple in God laws and was forced to reincarnate for ten centuries (With the added benefit of forgetting almost every life including godhood. the only one he remembers is 1 previous human life) as a mortal. We follow his final incarnation and see how life fairs with him.