Chapter I: A God's Fall


Alright, it's time to tell the story. It all started hundreds of years before my birth. 800 years ago one of the fears known as the Wooden Mistress and another called the System, two powerful gods had a bit of a feud. It all started with the former questioning the latter's power and authoritarian behavior, deeming the System unfit to be among the fears. After almost half a millennium of endless fighting they decided they were equally matched, proposing a truce. The symbol of that truce was me, who the Wooden Mistress made out of a part of the System. Which part I'm not sure of.

Both of them were happy with me, so much in fact that they initiated me into the circle of the fears, bringing me to their realm, the godsway. Everybody there agreed that I would make a fine addition to their pantheon.

One however had not been informed of my creation and initiation. When he returned, the Unseen, he was furious. He called me a hybrid abomination and struck the System down right there in front of everyone as a sign of his dominance. 

He then grabbed me and threw me out of the godsway, casting me among the mortals.

I fell from the sky into a small town in Mexico called Encanto. The locals there while they were confused, didn't seem all that frightened. They helped me up and placed me onto a stool in one of their taverns, giving me a drink on the house.

I was so disoriented from the fall, I had no idea what was even happening. It's about then that someone started talking to me.

"You ok sweetums?" a female voice asked.

I looked up and sitting next to me was a young mexican woman, both in appearance and accent. She looked at me, studying my appearance almost as if she was fascinated by my snow white body.

"Yeah...just...fell. I don't know, weird to explain"

"Girl, you just fell from the sky and are talking to a girl with horns, there isn't anything too weird to explain"

It was then that I noticed them, her horns. She had long pointy black horns on her head. She also had short silver hear and blue eyes. This was like the first time I even paid attention to who I was talking to, was too dizzy to do it before.

"Well, I'm not human. I'm a godly being known as a fear. I was cast out of our realm and seem to have ended here. What is this place? Who are you?"

"You're weird, but I like you. My name is Gou've, you can call me Gou. This is Encanto, Mexico, town of magic. They call it that because a lot of weird stuff pops up here, such as me. I just sort of appeared here. I don't know who I am, what I am or where I belong. I just sort of exist"

After a bit of back and forth Gou agreed to help me, in exchange for a tiny price.

I wasn't sure why she befriended me so fast, but I was glad she did for at least I knew I wouldn't have to travel alone. 



Foreword

Anmara's Memoir
A web novel by PandoraParadox based on The Fear Mythos.

My name is Anmara, perhaps that's not really important but I like to mention it from time to time because people and my associates tend to forget it a lot. People never call me my real name, they don't seem to find it "epic" enough. They rather call me The Manufactured Newborn which doesn't even make sense since I was not manufactured and am not newborn. People just decided on that name for me, I don't get it even. 

As you can probably conclude by now or at least I hope you can because otherwise reading my memoir maybe too much for your brain to handle. Just kidding, hehe...whatever...Anyway, point is I'm not human. I'm mostly robotic but have for a while now belonged to these group of eldritch monsters known as "The Fears". 

The Fears kind of sounds like a very pretentious name for a group of monsters to call themselves. They try to justify it by stating that they represent people's fears but I don't really see it.
Maybe I'm just dumb and don't get it.

Believe it or not there was actually a time where I didn't make fun of these guys, when I strived to join them. When I was a tiny lil monster these guys just...sounded so cool. 

Now that I'm part of them it just, doesn't seem worth it anymore. 

I'm supposed to be the fear of the future. Well, I'm a robotic lady so I guess I kind of fit it but I wouldn't call myself scary.

In fact that's why I'm not really getting along with my new associates. So much in fact that it lead to me writing this alone on the docks, waiting for my death.

Naturally, it didn't occur straight away but was more like a snowball effect that spiraled out of control.

I decided to share that with whoever finds this book. At least somebody should know I existed.