The Death of Destiny, Part Iii

...The blade sunk deep and blood did spurt, flesh of a goddess defiled, Enktantas shrieked, fell to his knees, but Ananke only smiled. “I feel it draining out of me, the force of life slipping away… Oh, thank you for releasing me…” those were the last words she did say. She collapsed there, down to the ground, the great scroll just fell to the dirt, and seemed to rot before his eyes, until naught but ash were its words. And from outside the Fates came in, looking lost, and unsure of things, they just started with quite confused eyes where their mother lay smiling. Enktantas beat a quick retreat, not knowing what they might do next, until the voice came loud again, “Now by your own choice you’ll attest. “It’s meant that you should all know Choice, though you weren’t ready until now. Your destinies will be your own, and now constrained again, I vow.” Then finally the voice was gone, the young man no longer insane, there was power beyond the gods, and Free Will was part of His game.