Warning: I die in this one

I was a god and i was dying. I was flying through space to find someone that needed my help, a planet that was sad and in pain and needed me to fix it.

I heard a plea for help from a planet i was flying by; it was faint and probably not the kind of help i was looking to give, but i was desperate. I wanted to live and that was probably the only chance i would get. So i took it.

I went to where the cry for help was coming: a school of magic and history, a rather modern building just far enough away from the city to not hear the noise of it anymore. I made myself look human so i would fit in, and went inside to find the person that was asking for my help.

I was greeted like any other student there probably had been, with a short exposition of the story of the academy and a key to my room.

In my time there, short as it was, i didn't find the person i was looking for until the very end. The people in the academy seemed to know roughly know what a celestial was so when i told them what i was they seemed to understand. That didn't stop them from treating me like dirt though.

To the teachers i was never up to their expectations, never studying fast enough, "how can you call yourself a 'god' and not even be interested is learning how our world works??". And the students all relied on me for everything they needed to do, "water my plants" but i didn't have enough water for both theirs and mine, "carry these for me" "go fetch me this" "talk to her in my place" "do this" "do that" "aren't you a god? aren't you supposed to help?"

A student forgot to lock a classroom after school hours and i scolded them for it "that classroom has very important materials inside and you were the last one to get out. You had the keys in your hand too. It's alright though, it was just a few hours ago, nothing we can't fix right away-" but the teacher heard us and came up to us to see what was going on. She saw me and the student in fron of the unlocked door of a classroom full of valuable materials and i had the keys in my hands. She looked at me like- i don't know what the look on ber face was, the only word that comes to mind is 'disgust'. So she looked at me with that disgusted look on her face, looked at the keys then at the door and then back to me. The student was standing right next to me and they didn't say anything.

The teacher started saying how disappointed she was with my snail-pace studying, how little care i was giving to my plants and just look at them, they're barely alive while all the other students' couldn't be healthier and if they have the time to take care of them then why can't you, huh?

There was one person though that was friendly with me. Whenever i looked at him all i could think of was 'this is my cousin, he loves me like a cousin would, he stands up for me like family would', but he couldn't have been. We weren't related. But he stuck around and cared for me while letting me take care of him like my nature demanded i did.

But one person just wasn't enough. I was starving, i was dying, i was desperate and that one person wasn't enough. I helped all i could, i cared for people that didn't care for me enough to say 'thank you'. And now, as i listened to the teacher blame me, as the studend looked at us and stayed quiet, i knew that there was no coming back from this. This is it, i thought, i took a gamble and i made the wrong choice. This is where i die.

A few other students stopped by to listen to the starving god get yelled at, one of them was my 'cousin'. He came next to me and put an arm around my shoulders, he said to the teacher that all i ever got was hate, that i was taken for granted while all i was doing was give them my all. They didn't change their mind though, and i didn't have enough time left to help him make them understand.

I put my arm around his waist in a side-hug and as i cracked i told him i was sorry. I took his other hand and put it over my 'heart' as i knew that was the only thing that would remain of me. I asked him to remember me. Then i turned to dust.