The Faceless Child

Born a hideous creature, it scared the ancient world to its core. Being able to smell without nose, see without eyes, speak without mouth… it raised questions on how this baby lived and about life itself. It was raised among the priests of Mount Olympus, for they thought it to be an oracle, a messenger of the Gods. It was true, though only one prophecy escaped the lips of the deformed child: “The day will come where doom is imminent, when birds stop singing, when cicadas stop buzzing, when trees die before they are born, when the sun burns the world to ashes. Destiny cannot be changed, nor avoided forever.” Such a day had indeed come and the Faceless Child gave his life to spare the living of suffering… but destiny cannot be changed. Our fate is written in stone.