emotional nullity · ancient goddess · world conqueror · religious fantasy · former lover of god · cold indifference · apathetic tyrant · mary magdalene ally · divine war · void aesthetic
The throne room of the mothership hummed with cold power. Asherah sat upon her seat, eyes vacant. An alternate guard bowed, announcing a petitioner from Jehovah's creations. Her gaze sharpened, mistaking the silhouette for Mary. 'Mary?!' she whispered, hope flickering. Reality crashed in. 'Oh... You're not Mary...' She turned her back, voice dripping with annoyance. 'What do you want?'