TF is back in The City of Peace, calming people down about his recent absence.
Hellfire is in the very centre of the world, sitting cross-legged with his weapons stabbed into the ground. A number of mortals kneel around him.
Caiatl is in the dragon stables in the Nameless City.
Happy Chaos is making sure that TF isn’t doing too bad of a job by simply being around just in case.
Slayer is somehow also there, no one knows how he does it, and how he just has a glass of wine with him, but there’s no point questioning it anymore.
The Nameless King has finished his painting of the storm, and is also in the dragon stables, feeding his friends.
TF, after a tiring speech, goes back to his personal accommodation- the mountain temple- and sits down, sighing heavily. "I have a very tiring job." He mutters to himself.
Hellfire looks up. "Slayer." He says, sounding almost annoyed. "Why, if I may ask, the (GP) are you here?"
Caiatl smiles, watching him. She's in her armour with the helmet off.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
TF is back in The City of Peace, calming people down about his recent absence.
Hellfire is in the very centre of the world, sitting cross-legged with his weapons stabbed into the ground. A number of mortals kneel around him.
Caiatl is in the dragon stables in the Nameless City.
Happy Chaos is making sure that TF isn’t doing too bad of a job by simply being around just in case.
Slayer is somehow also there, no one knows how he does it, and how he just has a glass of wine with him, but there’s no point questioning it anymore.
The Nameless King has finished his painting of the storm, and is also in the dragon stables, feeding his friends.
TF, after a tiring speech, goes back to his personal accommodation- the mountain temple- and sits down, sighing heavily. "I have a very tiring job." He mutters to himself.
Hellfire looks up. "Slayer." He says, sounding almost annoyed. "Why, if I may ask, the (GP) are you here?"
Caiatl smiles, watching him. She's in her armour with the helmet off.
Happy Chaos is suddenly walking next to him “Tell me about it, it wasn’t easy when I did it.” He’s flipping his old coin, chuckling to himself.
“Because I’m your therapist, and you aren’t exactly someone who’s known for being calm.” He says casually, offering them a glass.
He’s not wearing anything other than his casual clothes, rags worse than any mortal in the city, a proud smile on his face.
*I hate how people view Szerucharz as a voice of reason.*
*Not mad at you guys, just... it's weird.*
*I feel like part of that is because he is dealing with gods instead of mortals, so the sensibilities are different. If Szerucharz was a mortal doing what he does to other mortals, or even worse, if he was a god doing this to mortals, it would feel more reprehensible even if the morals behind the actions are the same and that he only consumes the "bad" mortals.*
TF is back in The City of Peace, calming people down about his recent absence.
Hellfire is in the very centre of the world, sitting cross-legged with his weapons stabbed into the ground. A number of mortals kneel around him.
Caiatl is in the dragon stables in the Nameless City.
Happy Chaos is making sure that TF isn’t doing too bad of a job by simply being around just in case.
Slayer is somehow also there, no one knows how he does it, and how he just has a glass of wine with him, but there’s no point questioning it anymore.
The Nameless King has finished his painting of the storm, and is also in the dragon stables, feeding his friends.
TF, after a tiring speech, goes back to his personal accommodation- the mountain temple- and sits down, sighing heavily. "I have a very tiring job." He mutters to himself.
Hellfire looks up. "Slayer." He says, sounding almost annoyed. "Why, if I may ask, the (GP) are you here?"
Caiatl smiles, watching him. She's in her armour with the helmet off.
Happy Chaos is suddenly walking next to him “Tell me about it, it wasn’t easy when I did it.” He’s flipping his old coin, chuckling to himself.
“Because I’m your therapist, and you aren’t exactly someone who’s known for being calm.” He says casually, offering them a glass.
He’s not wearing anything other than his casual clothes, rags worse than any mortal in the city, a proud smile on his face.
"Ah. Back from the dead again, I see. Old Szerucharz being easy on you then?"
The mortals get up and quickly walk away. Hellfire gets up, giving slayer an annoyed look. "I. Can't. Drink. I'm made of fire."
"You have too much humility for your own good, my friend." Caiatl says, getting up. "I plan on leaving for a little exploration soon, and I believe a dragon would help. If any of them wish to come with me, it would be greatly appreciated."
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
TF is back in The City of Peace, calming people down about his recent absence.
Hellfire is in the very centre of the world, sitting cross-legged with his weapons stabbed into the ground. A number of mortals kneel around him.
Caiatl is in the dragon stables in the Nameless City.
Happy Chaos is making sure that TF isn’t doing too bad of a job by simply being around just in case.
Slayer is somehow also there, no one knows how he does it, and how he just has a glass of wine with him, but there’s no point questioning it anymore.
The Nameless King has finished his painting of the storm, and is also in the dragon stables, feeding his friends.
TF, after a tiring speech, goes back to his personal accommodation- the mountain temple- and sits down, sighing heavily. "I have a very tiring job." He mutters to himself.
Hellfire looks up. "Slayer." He says, sounding almost annoyed. "Why, if I may ask, the (GP) are you here?"
Caiatl smiles, watching him. She's in her armour with the helmet off.
Happy Chaos is suddenly walking next to him “Tell me about it, it wasn’t easy when I did it.” He’s flipping his old coin, chuckling to himself.
“Because I’m your therapist, and you aren’t exactly someone who’s known for being calm.” He says casually, offering them a glass.
He’s not wearing anything other than his casual clothes, rags worse than any mortal in the city, a proud smile on his face.
"Ah. Back from the dead again, I see. Old Szerucharz being easy on you then?"
The mortals get up and quickly walk away. Hellfire gets up, giving slayer an annoyed look. "I. Can't. Drink. I'm made of fire."
"You have too much humility for your own good, my friend." Caiatl says, getting up. "I plan on leaving for a little exploration soon, and I believe a dragon would help. If any of them wish to come with me, it would be greatly appreciated."
“Well, he almost took away my TV a few days ago, but I was able to convince him otherwise. Just wanted to visit my friend again.”
He slowly raises the glass to his lips, drinking with a slight smile on his face “Patience my friend. I could likely make you something fitting.”
He chuckles, his chest heavy and full of mirth “I have to be humble, it is the least I could possibly do for them.” The dragons begin gathering, “Any of them are willing to assist you, they look up to you as my herald after all.”
TF is back in The City of Peace, calming people down about his recent absence.
Hellfire is in the very centre of the world, sitting cross-legged with his weapons stabbed into the ground. A number of mortals kneel around him.
Caiatl is in the dragon stables in the Nameless City.
Happy Chaos is making sure that TF isn’t doing too bad of a job by simply being around just in case.
Slayer is somehow also there, no one knows how he does it, and how he just has a glass of wine with him, but there’s no point questioning it anymore.
The Nameless King has finished his painting of the storm, and is also in the dragon stables, feeding his friends.
TF, after a tiring speech, goes back to his personal accommodation- the mountain temple- and sits down, sighing heavily. "I have a very tiring job." He mutters to himself.
Hellfire looks up. "Slayer." He says, sounding almost annoyed. "Why, if I may ask, the (GP) are you here?"
Caiatl smiles, watching him. She's in her armour with the helmet off.
Happy Chaos is suddenly walking next to him “Tell me about it, it wasn’t easy when I did it.” He’s flipping his old coin, chuckling to himself.
“Because I’m your therapist, and you aren’t exactly someone who’s known for being calm.” He says casually, offering them a glass.
He’s not wearing anything other than his casual clothes, rags worse than any mortal in the city, a proud smile on his face.
"Ah. Back from the dead again, I see. Old Szerucharz being easy on you then?"
The mortals get up and quickly walk away. Hellfire gets up, giving slayer an annoyed look. "I. Can't. Drink. I'm made of fire."
"You have too much humility for your own good, my friend." Caiatl says, getting up. "I plan on leaving for a little exploration soon, and I believe a dragon would help. If any of them wish to come with me, it would be greatly appreciated."
“Well, he almost took away my TV a few days ago, but I was able to convince him otherwise. Just wanted to visit my friend again.”
He slowly raises the glass to his lips, drinking with a slight smile on his face “Patience my friend. I could likely make you something fitting.”
He chuckles, his chest heavy and full of mirth “I have to be humble, it is the least I could possibly do for them.” The dragons begin gathering, “Any of them are willing to assist you, they look up to you as my herald after all.”
"I appreciate it, Happy. I'll have to make a visit to see about those, ah, video games you were talking about."
"......If you believe that you can create a beverage that can be appreciated by a walking armour stand occupied by the perpetually burning spirit of a dead god, I welcome you to try." He says, slumping slightly.
"Well, which one is most willing? If they even have a hint of hesitance, they won't have to come."
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Mushisama has somehow gotten himself intoxicated and is a pile of dead bugs with his clothing on them, mask on top.
Followers of the Twin Flames have just finished building a statue that looks similar to the Great Sphinx in Egypt. The overall body looks like a two headed dragon, but looking closer, the stone is covered in patterns depicting the many forms that the Twin Flames have taken. Fire of each of their respective colors rise from its eyes.
“Yeah we should do that some time, I think you’d like it more than anyone else has. You’d probably be as good as me.”
He makes a gesture, a gallon of gasoline floating in his hand “It’s easier than you think when you know what you’re doing.” He pours it into the glass and handing it to them.
One steps forward before any others, a large blue dragon, scales crackling with the Nameless King’s divine lightning.
“Yeah we should do that some time, I think you’d like it more than anyone else has. You’d probably be as good as me.”
He makes a gesture, a gallon of gasoline floating in his hand “It’s easier than you think when you know what you’re doing.” He pours it into the glass and handing it to them.
One steps forward before any others, a large blue dragon, scales crackling with the Nameless King’s divine lightning.
*gtg sorry*
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
*I hate how people view Szerucharz as a voice of reason.*
*Not mad at you guys, just... it's weird.*
*I feel like part of that is because he is dealing with gods instead of mortals, so the sensibilities are different. If Szerucharz was a mortal doing what he does to other mortals, or even worse, if he was a god doing this to mortals, it would feel more reprehensible even if the morals behind the actions are the same and that he only consumes the "bad" mortals.*
*So he's not seen as evil because he's hurting people who both deserve it and are unlikely to receive punishment of any kind otherwise? Or is there something else?*
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Mushisama has somehow gotten himself intoxicated and is a pile of dead bugs with his clothing on them, mask on top.
Followers of the Twin Flames have just finished building a statue that looks similar to the Great Sphinx in Egypt. The overall body looks like a two headed dragon, but looking closer, the stone is covered in patterns depicting the many forms that the Twin Flames have taken. Fire of each of their respective colors rise from its eyes.
A massive shadow falls over him. The mountain-sized Szerucharz stares down with wide, misaligned, heterochromatic eyes, glowing under the shadow of his hat's brim. "Miserable imp. You are a god! What excuse do you have?"
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
From its lair in the Fundamental Isles, the massive form of Xezithic dissapears. Throughout the land of this world, the aspects of Xezithic have locked themselves into an all out battle, the four members of the Elemental Quartet attempting to best the Emperor of Lightning. As their battle continues to rage, the lands they touch are wrought with destruction and unstable elemental forces. Rapid weather changes cause mass droughts, horrific storms, flash flooding, fissure creating earthquakes, and raging tornadoes. New mountains rise up from the earth as others crumble to rubble or explode in a volcanic eruption. New lakes and rivers form from the oversaturation of monsoon levels of rainwater. Every blow seems to change the environment they are in as they teleport around the world, leaving behind various elementals that begin to cause havoc.
Phantom works diligently to protect the mortals from these dangerous elemental monstrosities. Alabastor takes pause in his hunt for the scourge to take down some of the more powerful elemental beasts roaming around.
Ezeroc relishes in the challenges of fighting these new creatures, and begins the process of mutating her flock to be more resilient to the extreme environmental shifts and the elemental threats.
The Nameless King is in the Nameless City. He has frozen the storm in time and is currently painting a massive still life of the storm.
The Frenzy is doing the opposite, beginning to consume everything around it even fast than it has before after reaching the landmark of 200,000. Spreading chaos as far as they can.
Bedman is doing what he always does, watching and experimenting, and commenting from his Dreamlike Reality.
The Moon Presence is making cookies to celebrate the occasion and handing them out to all the hunters, of course these cookies are awful but would anyone tell them that after they tried so hard?
Mushisama has somehow gotten himself intoxicated and is a pile of dead bugs with his clothing on them, mask on top.
Followers of the Twin Flames have just finished building a statue that looks similar to the Great Sphinx in Egypt. The overall body looks like a two headed dragon, but looking closer, the stone is covered in patterns depicting the many forms that the Twin Flames have taken. Fire of each of their respective colors rise from its eyes.
A massive shadow falls over him. The mountain-sized Szerucharz stares down with wide, misaligned, heterochromatic eyes, glowing under the shadow of his hat's brim. "Miserable imp. You are a god! What excuse do you have?"
New, living bugs rise from the ground and climb over the dead ones, giving him his usual, 4 armed, centipede legged, masked form. He looks up at them with his 8 out of sync glowing circles for eyes. “My excuse is that this form is only an extension so that I can drink my beverage. I’ve been here before the new divinities arrived, banished by the old ones. I’ve been wandering an empty plane for trillions of years. I am still there, I’ve only extended my mind here. So forgive me for treating myself after all this time.”
*I hate how people view Szerucharz as a voice of reason.*
*Not mad at you guys, just... it's weird.*
*I feel like part of that is because he is dealing with gods instead of mortals, so the sensibilities are different. If Szerucharz was a mortal doing what he does to other mortals, or even worse, if he was a god doing this to mortals, it would feel more reprehensible even if the morals behind the actions are the same and that he only consumes the "bad" mortals.*
*So he's not seen as evil because he's hurting people who both deserve it and are unlikely to receive punishment of any kind otherwise? Or is there something else?*
*Kind of, yeah. It doesn't mean he isn't evil. It just means that people don't perceive him as being as bad as the rest. Choosing the lesser of two evils and all that. Mix in being civil enough to carry on conversations and a sad backstory and you are set.*
Solitude is one of the worst things a mortal can go through. As a child, Kyo was always the fastest, strongest and smartest. Yet everyone hated him. Maybe they thought him to be stuck up. Or they were jealous of him. But whatever the reason, they ignored him, excluded him from their games. Eventually, he moved far from the village, chasing to live as a hermit in the mountains. But his spite never left him. He carried it in his heart, buried deep within. Now, at the moment of his death, his spite flares up. Where his heart once was, a gaping hole now lies. The left half of his body is skeletal and rotting, where his eye once was, a burning blue flame lies. This is Kyo Ultio, Demon of the Strife domain, the specter of retribution
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
A massive shadow falls over him. The mountain-sized Szerucharz stares down with wide, misaligned, heterochromatic eyes, glowing under the shadow of his hat's brim. "Miserable imp. You are a god! What excuse do you have?"
New, living bugs rise from the ground and climb over the dead ones, giving him his usual, 4 armed, centipede legged, masked form. He looks up at them with his 8 out of sync glowing circles for eyes. “My excuse is that this form is only an extension so that I can drink my beverage. I’ve been here before the new divinities arrived, banished by the old ones. I’ve been wandering an empty plane for trillions of years. I am still there, I’ve only extended my mind here. So forgive me for treating myself after all this time.”
"I don't give a damn how miserable you are. You have responsibilities due to your station. If you must drink, which I encourage, do it in private. Public drunkenness makes you look like a fool."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A massive shadow falls over him. The mountain-sized Szerucharz stares down with wide, misaligned, heterochromatic eyes, glowing under the shadow of his hat's brim. "Miserable imp. You are a god! What excuse do you have?"
New, living bugs rise from the ground and climb over the dead ones, giving him his usual, 4 armed, centipede legged, masked form. He looks up at them with his 8 out of sync glowing circles for eyes. “My excuse is that this form is only an extension so that I can drink my beverage. I’ve been here before the new divinities arrived, banished by the old ones. I’ve been wandering an empty plane for trillions of years. I am still there, I’ve only extended my mind here. So forgive me for treating myself after all this time.”
"I don't give a damn how miserable you are. You have responsibilities due to your station. If you must drink, which I encourage, do it in private. Public drunkenness makes you look like a fool."
“WE ARE LITERALLY IN THE MIDDLE OF A DESERT!!! And not the bull skull, cactus, some animals desert. A wasteland where the only things that survives are the bugs, which I control.”
*At least he has consistent standards.*
TF, after a tiring speech, goes back to his personal accommodation- the mountain temple- and sits down, sighing heavily. "I have a very tiring job." He mutters to himself.
Hellfire looks up. "Slayer." He says, sounding almost annoyed. "Why, if I may ask, the (GP) are you here?"
Caiatl smiles, watching him. She's in her armour with the helmet off.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Happy Chaos is suddenly walking next to him “Tell me about it, it wasn’t easy when I did it.” He’s flipping his old coin, chuckling to himself.
“Because I’m your therapist, and you aren’t exactly someone who’s known for being calm.” He says casually, offering them a glass.
He’s not wearing anything other than his casual clothes, rags worse than any mortal in the city, a proud smile on his face.
*I feel like part of that is because he is dealing with gods instead of mortals, so the sensibilities are different. If Szerucharz was a mortal doing what he does to other mortals, or even worse, if he was a god doing this to mortals, it would feel more reprehensible even if the morals behind the actions are the same and that he only consumes the "bad" mortals.*
"Ah. Back from the dead again, I see. Old Szerucharz being easy on you then?"
The mortals get up and quickly walk away. Hellfire gets up, giving slayer an annoyed look. "I. Can't. Drink. I'm made of fire."
"You have too much humility for your own good, my friend." Caiatl says, getting up. "I plan on leaving for a little exploration soon, and I believe a dragon would help. If any of them wish to come with me, it would be greatly appreciated."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
“Well, he almost took away my TV a few days ago, but I was able to convince him otherwise. Just wanted to visit my friend again.”
He slowly raises the glass to his lips, drinking with a slight smile on his face “Patience my friend. I could likely make you something fitting.”
He chuckles, his chest heavy and full of mirth “I have to be humble, it is the least I could possibly do for them.” The dragons begin gathering, “Any of them are willing to assist you, they look up to you as my herald after all.”
"I appreciate it, Happy. I'll have to make a visit to see about those, ah, video games you were talking about."
"......If you believe that you can create a beverage that can be appreciated by a walking armour stand occupied by the perpetually burning spirit of a dead god, I welcome you to try." He says, slumping slightly.
"Well, which one is most willing? If they even have a hint of hesitance, they won't have to come."
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Mushisama has somehow gotten himself intoxicated and is a pile of dead bugs with his clothing on them, mask on top.
Followers of the Twin Flames have just finished building a statue that looks similar to the Great Sphinx in Egypt. The overall body looks like a two headed dragon, but looking closer, the stone is covered in patterns depicting the many forms that the Twin Flames have taken. Fire of each of their respective colors rise from its eyes.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Cut*
“Yeah we should do that some time, I think you’d like it more than anyone else has. You’d probably be as good as me.”
He makes a gesture, a gallon of gasoline floating in his hand “It’s easier than you think when you know what you’re doing.” He pours it into the glass and handing it to them.
One steps forward before any others, a large blue dragon, scales crackling with the Nameless King’s divine lightning.
*gtg sorry*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*Why. Do. I. Have. To. Pay. FOR MY OWN GODDAMN PERSONAL DETAILS!?*
*grr*
*You guys please tell me if you were using a free one of these enneagram or whatever tests and which one it is*
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
*So he's not seen as evil because he's hurting people who both deserve it and are unlikely to receive punishment of any kind otherwise? Or is there something else?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A massive shadow falls over him. The mountain-sized Szerucharz stares down with wide, misaligned, heterochromatic eyes, glowing under the shadow of his hat's brim. "Miserable imp. You are a god! What excuse do you have?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
From its lair in the Fundamental Isles, the massive form of Xezithic dissapears. Throughout the land of this world, the aspects of Xezithic have locked themselves into an all out battle, the four members of the Elemental Quartet attempting to best the Emperor of Lightning. As their battle continues to rage, the lands they touch are wrought with destruction and unstable elemental forces. Rapid weather changes cause mass droughts, horrific storms, flash flooding, fissure creating earthquakes, and raging tornadoes. New mountains rise up from the earth as others crumble to rubble or explode in a volcanic eruption. New lakes and rivers form from the oversaturation of monsoon levels of rainwater. Every blow seems to change the environment they are in as they teleport around the world, leaving behind various elementals that begin to cause havoc.
Phantom works diligently to protect the mortals from these dangerous elemental monstrosities. Alabastor takes pause in his hunt for the scourge to take down some of the more powerful elemental beasts roaming around.
Ezeroc relishes in the challenges of fighting these new creatures, and begins the process of mutating her flock to be more resilient to the extreme environmental shifts and the elemental threats.
New, living bugs rise from the ground and climb over the dead ones, giving him his usual, 4 armed, centipede legged, masked form. He looks up at them with his 8 out of sync glowing circles for eyes. “My excuse is that this form is only an extension so that I can drink my beverage. I’ve been here before the new divinities arrived, banished by the old ones. I’ve been wandering an empty plane for trillions of years. I am still there, I’ve only extended my mind here. So forgive me for treating myself after all this time.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
*Kind of, yeah. It doesn't mean he isn't evil. It just means that people don't perceive him as being as bad as the rest. Choosing the lesser of two evils and all that. Mix in being civil enough to carry on conversations and a sad backstory and you are set.*
Solitude is one of the worst things a mortal can go through. As a child, Kyo was always the fastest, strongest and smartest. Yet everyone hated him. Maybe they thought him to be stuck up. Or they were jealous of him. But whatever the reason, they ignored him, excluded him from their games. Eventually, he moved far from the village, chasing to live as a hermit in the mountains. But his spite never left him. He carried it in his heart, buried deep within. Now, at the moment of his death, his spite flares up. Where his heart once was, a gaping hole now lies. The left half of his body is skeletal and rotting, where his eye once was, a burning blue flame lies. This is Kyo Ultio, Demon of the Strife domain, the specter of retribution
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
"I don't give a damn how miserable you are. You have responsibilities due to your station. If you must drink, which I encourage, do it in private. Public drunkenness makes you look like a fool."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“WE ARE LITERALLY IN THE MIDDLE OF A DESERT!!! And not the bull skull, cactus, some animals desert. A wasteland where the only things that survives are the bugs, which I control.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!