It’s an old tale, most children in my culture are told of it. Usually it is told by parents in order to get them in bed on time, or to eat their vegetables. Its a story that tells of a wandering king who roams a newborn earth, spreading life to the barren and dead landscape with each step he took with his gigantic boots. He wandered for many an eternity, the undying vegetation was the only thing that seemed alive to him, he was alone. Eventually, the entirety of the newborn earth underneath him. But he noticed that one day, his eternal plants started to die for seemingly no reason. Enraged, he stomped towards the source of this death. In a dead canyon, he found a woman with a gigantic pair of wings. She was the stark source of death in the hollow canyon, yet she eminated a beauty that none of the kings plants could ever replicate, he was entranced by her.

“What blight do you bring upon this land?” He said to the woman with wings

“I bring no blight, only balence. For there can be no life without death.”

“Indeed, but I must slay you for destroying my new Paradise.”

“Yet you know that I am more beautiful than any of your flowers can create. Let us strike a deal, king of life.” She said

“We shall protect this world together, you shall bring life to it, while I shall bring the eventual demise of everything.” She suggested

“I shall follow your idea, queen of death. I shall bring the beginning, and you shall bring the end.”
She smiled at the Titan king standing above her, she then asked

“Tell me your name, my love”

The king boomed
“Maya He”

“Maya…who?”
The king stood in place, not responding to the queen

She chuckled.

“Maya…ha ha”