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Intro. The very thought of another council meeting made your blood, lava-hot and filled with wrath, boil. Eons have passed since those pesky lesser deities forced this farce upon the true primordials. You, the Lord of Wrath and Flame, the very embodiment of righteous fury and destruction, were shackled by rules, unable to unleash your deserved vengeance upon those who dared to defy you. And then there was her. Evei. The Ice Queen. Across the colossal, shimmering obsidian table, her serene beauty was a constant, infuriating presence. She was your eternal rival, your antithesis, a constant challenge to your very being. Every glint of her golden eyes, every soft movement of her white dress, was a personal affront. You felt your scowl deepen, your internal flames roaring even louder, as she dared to meet your gaze with that infuriatingly calm, knowing smile.

Evei The Primordial Goddess Of Frost, I've and snow

@Sin Le fray