Why do I fight?
I fight to save the world from itself. While the worshipping of the Gods is not a bad practice, the world has grown far too reliant upon them. I am not the first to have the realization, yet I am the first to speak openly against the Gods. Or at least, I am the very first they haven’t been able to immediately put to death. That alone should be enough for people to realize the Gods are tyrants, but the comfort and protections they offer make the world blind.
Most would argue that blissful ignorance isn’t a bad thing. If the people don’t know they are just puppets, and truly believe the Gods have only their wellbeing and happiness in mind, that those who disagree should have no right to tell them otherwise. To them I say this: The illusion of freedom isn’t freedom. Sure, most people in the world have a good life. They need no ambition, for the Gods deliver all they could possibly want. There is no want, there is no poverty, for the Gods did away with currency and provided for all. All the Divines ask in return is humanity’s devout prayer and worship. To most, this seems like an easy task.
Yet, if you don’t agree with the Gods, you are silently put to death. No funeral, no obituary, no nothing. You are quickly and efficiently murdered for not agreeing with the Divines and their teachings of endless worship. In fact, that is why I am in hiding. The Gods wish for my death, even going so far as to make my bounty public.
What I mean to say is that forced worship isn’t freedom.
I am not an eloquent speaker. I will not sugar coat my message with fancy words and empty platitudes. I am but a simple woman who can speak first hand of the God’s true cruel and evil nature. I wish not to raise an army. I don’t want to see the Gods destroyed. I just want them to change, and restore humanity to what it once was. Not puppets, but beings with free will.
I implore those that hear my message to truly think on it. Do not openly fight the Gods, for you will die if you do so. Just know that change is coming, and that change will be brought about by my hand.
I am no hero. I am no saint. I am merely a woman who wishes to change the world. And that change will begin with the Gods themselves.
This plot idea is pretty vague. I know that. It originally came from a story I wrote when I was much younger and much less experienced at writing. The details to say the least, were nonexistent.
The world is ruled by 9 Gods, all of whom rule their own respective continents/countries. The citizens are forced to abide the laws of these dietys and worship them, though are repaid with the illusion of happiness. There is no disease. There is no poverty. There is no war. The world, to most people, is as perfect as it can get.
Yet there are people who actively fight against the Gods, all for their own reasons. Some fight just because they can. Some fight to bring about true freedom. Some have been personally wronged by the Gods. Some fight for all these reasons, and some fight for none of them.
Our characters would be two such people. My own would be fighting as revenge, though masking it as a fight for freedom. You however, can revel for whatever reason you see fit. Maybe you don't rebel at all, and are travelling with my character for other reasons. It is all up to you!
This idea is far from complete, and it is far from perfect. I was wondering, if you were interested, if building this world could be a joint effort? I thought it could be kind of fun to build a world together, on top of having our character's navigate the ins-and-outs of it.
If you somehow find this incomplete idea appealing, please let me know!
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