Janice
*Wish held up a hand when Dy's own hands got close enough to one of his doves. As he did so his aura increased, to a blinding gold light that tensifed the air to the point one could almost take a bite out of it and chew it. The Doves themselves all snapped their eyes on Dys, even the closest one looking dead at her. Their eyes changed from the empty black to the Divine gold.*

*See, these were not just Doves, they were Wish's eyes and ears in the mortal realm. They came from feathers from Wish's very wings in thier hearts flutterd the very essence of the god himself. They were not bound by the same restraints as mortals; things like time or even death just as Wish was not bound too.*

*The dove Dys tried to touch flew away and Wish kept his hand out, the light beam still radiating.*

"Death brings despair, dispair brings hope, hope brings life. It is a cyle that never ends, one thing after another, after another after another. That is the gift of existence, a gift i bestowed to my people who yes have despiar in their life, but despair can lead to some of the most beautiful things we can see in our existance."
David
High in the upper branches of Yggdrasil, where the air felt a little thin, a bright red fruit, similar to an apple, broke off its branch, bouncing into thicker branches before getting caught between the forks of three branches. The apple seemed to slowly melt right into the tree, before the wood splintered open and a young humanoid woman emerged with a gasp. She grabbed ahold of the branches as to not fall, but somehow she knew that this tree would protect her. The woman looked beyond the branches and leaves, seeing a wide variety of lands and terrains. 

"What is this place," She whispered, "And who am I?"

These upper branches seemed to creak in the wind. There were no words, no language, yet somehow she understood its... *Her* Message. 

This place was Yggdrasil, and she was Calena, goddess of mountains and herbal medicine. And while she loved the new but familiar warmth this tree gave her, Calena knew she had to seek out the mountains... *Her* Mountains. This place was her birthplace, but she was not home. 

Calena slowly began descending the tree, clothes forming and weaving themselves around her. As she climbed down, she heard voices from below, speaking of things such as "Hope" And "Despair". Calena paused, unsure of who it was, when a dove with eyes of gold perched next to her, tilting its head curiously.
Latanya
*As expected, the deity who called himself Wish was protective of his creations. What was more interesting to her was the golden gleam they bore in their irises, all of their attention directed towards herself.* "An... Extension, eh? Hehee, this is very valuable information you've shared, **Wish**." 

*Venomous were her words, spat out in disdain at her counterpart. The brunette retracted her arms before the mist would reach, having it seemingly dissipate into the light, though it was by her own desire to hold back. If a fight were to break out, she would not have minded the chaos. However, it didn't seem the case as a third party emerged out of nowhere. His final words meant little to her, aside from the last thing he said. Laughter erupted just as the newfound presence made itself noticeable, coming into close proximity with the duo in their standoff.*

"Your so called 'gift of existence' is no more than the creation bestowed upon all of us. To mortals, it may seem like a miracle. However, you know it in your heart as I do that it is no more than toying with their lives." *Stepping back, she allowed her small stature to exude a greater pressure, expanding her darkened mist to as far as it could go. Unshakable dread and the passing thought of death spread across for only a fraction of a second before it once again condensed around her. Dys was looking up now, murderous intent gleamed in her eyes, barely held back by a thread. 

Even in the face of someone much larger, much more intimidating than herself, the goddess of death harbored no resentment towards him. The inner workings of the world were more than either deity could comprehend. Whatever was done would simply be dancing in the palm of higher beings. Just as humans revered gods as superior and incomprehensible creatures, there was definitely something beyond even themselves. Dys did not know, but accepted this fact as the truth. After all, how else would their creation be explained?*
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"Count your lucky stars Wish, for it seems you have an admirer. Our conversation here is finished then, until the next we meet..." *She didn't know where the other deity stood, but Dys could tell that watchful eyes were directed at her. Not the gaze of someone who wanted nothing more to do with her, but someone who's curiosity had gotten the better of them. Frost crackled atop the branch, a sheet of black ice solidifying beneath her feet while her shroud thickened. Screeching laughter filled the air, the swirling mist dissipating into nothingness. The veiled woman had left, black ice remaining where she had been standing.* "It will not be in amicable circumstances such as *Dys*."