When a man turns 18, he will leave his home. This is the law of his world. There's no returning, no staying. If you do, you will die. Not from some supernatural cause. Your parents will kill you. The men leave to find a new home, while the women stay to wait for a man to find his home there. This is the law of the world. You may only have one child. Drinth followed this law. It was his eighteenth birthday, and it was his time to leave. His parents bid him goodbye with no care whatsoever. This is the way of the world, and he was no longer part of their family. His older sister said goodbye, with a tear in her eye, but she did no more. With this in mind, Drinth left. Left behind the past, to begin on a journey. A journey where he would find where he belonged.
Drinth looked at the road ahead of him. A metaphorical road, of course. He was currently looking at the vast forest which he had wandered up to. The trees stood tall, much like he did himself, or at least, he believed he did. He felt a gaze at his back, but he shook it off, as there was no way there was someone was following. His parents had completely forgotten his existence already. His sister had said her goodbyes, and there was nobody around them. He was sure that his sister would find a good man soon. With those thoughts, he stepped into the forest, no thoughts of turning back. As he walked further and further into it, he started to hear scuffles, and mutterings behind him. These sounds causing him to become bemused. Soon enough, he decided to stop, hide and wait for the person who was following him.
"AAH!"
A slight scream reached his ear, and forgetting his already made resolve to keep hidden to find out who the person was, he came out and attempted to protect whoever screamed. Unfortunately there was nothing that he could see to protect this person from, so once he ran out he just stood there trying to work out what occurred. As he did this, he realised it was definitely a female scream, so the person in front of him must of been female, which seemed odd to him - women don't usually go outside their residences. This was due to the law of the world.
However, this was not the thing that caused him to freeze on the spot. No, what caused Drinth to lose all strength and motivation to move, was the beauty of this woman, who stood before his eyes. Her blonde hair flowed mesmerisingly down past her shoulders, and her bright green eyes seemed to pierce his very soul. But the most surprising thing, was not just her physical prowess - it was the golden light that seemed to shine off her, like something you'd read about in the tomes of the Goddess, within your historical archives.
"I am very sorry about that."
Her voice flowed into his head, sounding like a song, woven like a spell, and it almost caused Drinth to want to lay down on the spot, and sleep for eternity. But he couldn't, as he believed if he did so, the beauty in front of his eyes would never forgive him. And so he continued on blissfully feasting his eyes upon her appearance. He moved on from her face, to look at her body however he tried to keep it as fleeting glance as possible. At first he couldn't understand what she was wearing around her body, as when he looked, it caused a slight pain to his eyes. It was then that he realised that the clothes were truly made of the stars, and the figure which was before him, truly was a Goddess.
He got on his knees, as a sign of respect.
"I must apologise, as I am unaware of who you are, Goddess."
"Get up, my dear one, as it is I who must apologise to you."
He stood up before the Goddess, and listened as she began to tell a story.