Could you tell us a story Detective?
It starts long, long ago. Back when the only species on earth was only unthinking single celled organisms.
Though it actually starts a little after that. When the first sentient animals popped up.
All things die eventually, and that’s what these animals did. Right after that happened, for the first time ever, as their family grieved;
Another animal showed up. He had the shape, he had the sounds, he even moved the same.
But this new animal wasn’t quite right. Instead of the eyes the others had they were completely black. His mouth was an odd shape.
He was different, but things back then didn’t care about that.
Eventually animals evolved to live on land, and different types of tragedies happened up there too. So our friend changed as well.
See, this new animal wasn’t really one at all. He was more a concept than a being. The personification of tragedy itself. So as things change, so does he.
As time goes on he witnesses a lot of different tragedies, being drawn towards places where big ones happen.
One day, in the age of the dinosaurs, this feeling felt overwhelming. It was everywhere all at once, something big was about to happen.
It was the meteor, the one that killed all of the dinosaurs.
All except Tragedy. And other concepts like him.
The gods, who watched all this from the stars, decided this event could never happen again.
They argued a lot trying to figure out what to do.
Eventually they decided to create a Blessing. Something to be bestowed onto a mortal, to give them the means to stop things like this from happening again.
The blessing gifted the mortal with the ability to see the future, the tragedies that are to occur so they have the time to prevent it.
They made it so the mortal wouldn’t get old, not get sick, and made them more resilient against death. And if the mortal died? The blessing would pass on to another. And the cycle will start anew.
The indication for this blessings? So other mortals could know this person was there to help them? Bright blue and red eyes.
The first mortal revived this blessing, and our friend Tragedy changed a little too. He could feel where this mortal was along with his normal pull towards tragedy.
He knew this mortal was important he just didn’t know why. And the mortal was a baby, they didn’t know why either.
So time goes on, the mortal grows up, the two learn about the blessing and how it works, and then eventually. As all living things do. The mortal dies.
See, Tragedy, despite revolving around death, doesn’t know what it’s like. He’s never died, but when the mortal perished, he felt it. It was a bit numbed, but the distinct feeling of dying was there.
It was horrifying. And then the feeling left. Another mortal is blessed, a new reincarnation. Through they did not remember anything of who they were before. It was just another mortal with those same eyes.
Tragedy started pulling away from the blessed mortal, though he never did ignore them completely. He kept watch over them from afar, making sure they were safe.
The two changing on and on.
The cycle continuing on even today.
