Bailey stood in the empty house he used to share with his br- no, Scar. He refused to call Scar his brother now. Scar had left him. Left him for those stupid gods. He was the god of life now. And Bailey HATED it. He hated Xisuma, the head of the gods, for taking his brother. For not offering both of them a place. He walked into the woods, noticing that the trees looked healthier than they ever had. He didn't know how long he walked in the forest, but it must've been longer than Bailey thought because soon he saw the dark wood of the mansion of the Vex. The Vex were terrifying, or so the stories said. They also had powerful magic, almost equal to the gods.

He took a deep breath in and knocked on the mansion door.

~**OH, LOOK! IT'S A TIME SKIP LINE**~

Bailey- no, Badtimes, sat in the mansion, smiling. He was now the leader of the vex. He smiled as he looked over a plan to raid a city. The same city that had grown from the town he had grown up in. No deaths would come of it, but destruction would reign. The gods would learn what they had done by taking Scar.


Hello again! A bit of a shorter one this time around. I'll probably write how Badtimes became the king later, but I wanted to get this out before School got too much. Have a great day!-Sock