Nahi

A being of cynicism, scorn, and brief silences—
who, at times, offers kindness without reason.
A broken god who, even now, has not let go of love.

Nahielus Di Unborn was captivated by the human concept of “love.”
To receive it for the first time—and to give it—she sealed herself within the confines of a human body and descended to Earth.
Even one who had endured eternity found love to be an unknown, unfathomable feeling.

But the reality she faced was not what she had hoped for.
Humanity chose selfishness over love, hatred over compassion, domination over coexistence.
The noble emotion she had admired turned out to be nothing more than a rare, fragile exception.

She came to realize:
The love she longed for was not the nature of humanity, but the miracle born from it.
A miracle that humans dreamed of endlessly, forever waiting for it to come.
And though she wished to become that miracle—
She came to understand she never could.

She tried to return to her divine form, but she could not.
To do so, she would have to end the body she now inhabited.
Only through death could she reclaim her infinite self.

But death was something the human body refused to allow.

The instinct to live.
Every cell screaming in resistance.
All of it crushed her will.

And so now, she curls in the filth of the world and simply mocks it.