"My God, My creation." Abandoned TADC AU idea.
Awhile back I had the idea for this AU, a mix between a sorta Frankenstein and religious imagery. I think It's a great concept and love the bits I've done myself. But I'm already working on two other fics amongst other things. Besides I don't know if I could truly bring this fic justice trying to put everything that I'm envisioning down.
I kept seeing people draw Priest kinger with Demon Caine and was promptly reminded of this. I've decided to publish everything I have made for this since it is a fun AU. And seeing how people are loving angel kinger/caine and Priest Kinger. I thought somebody may like this concept piece.
If this inspires you, you have my full permission to use the concept, just pleeeassse credit me and @ me or send me a link I would LOVE to read it.
The premise was "What if a priest created God". And I loved the irony so much I started working on the AU.
Basically, Kinger would Create Caine, whether that be literally, or summoning him from a plane that's not his own, yet both believe Kinger created him.
Kinger and Caine relationship revolves on the obsession Kinger grows for Caine. The man slowly becomes mad with it to the point he murders his own wife.
Caine lives in the back of the church behind a secret door, left alone most days he wonders who he even is, what even is a god? And why do they worship him? Caine is very naive and trusting. But he's not immature. He struggles with the idea of God and worship and feels very unworthy of the notion without knowing why.
Another main character is Ragatha, who is Kinger's adoptive Daughter. She finds the room and becomes friends with the strange monsterous being before Kinger puts a stop to it.
The other characters I never ended up figuring out. I think I liked the concept of one of them luring Ragatha away from the Church's teachings.
Maybe a lesbian secret romance between Pomni and Ragatha?
At the end of it all The townsfolk find Caine and kill him, hanging him on the wall jesus style.
Here are some of the art pieces I've done including a mini comic,
And the begining of the first chapter, never finished, only ever a draft [slight content warning for: minor blood description.]
" Moonlight seeped through the giant windows painting the scene in a cold blue light.
How had it come to this? It was never supposed to end like it had, Kinger wanted to weep, to grief the loss of such a beautiful and divine creature. And yet, he could not shed a single tear.
Instead looking ahead in awe. His God hung before him, his hands spread out and pinned to the wall like a butterfly. A spear was stabbed from his chest through his head, blood seeping down those pearly teeth and gorgeous eyes.
God had died because of him, his glorious Creation. It was utterly beautiful. He fell to his knees in prayer, knowing Caine would hear him.
Bells swung, ringing out throughout the air, declaring an hour of worship. The sunbathed room spread out like a long hallway, a big panel glass window decorating the center of it, the light was the first thing to hit his eyes.
It was quite blinding, but not in the way light usually is, in fact it was dimmer then he was used to. Like looking into a dark room before your eyes have fully adjusted. Once they did, though, he really took in his surroundings.
It was.. wrong. He didn't know how nor why, but it was plainly wrong.The entire place was foreign to him, no matter how much he tried to rack his brain he couldn't figure out what had led him here.
Come to think of it, he couldn't remember much, not of his home, his friends, or his own face. He slowly looked down to his own hands, jumping when he saw long claws, a dark red almost black. Had he always had claws?.
"W-what?!" He heard his voice before he had time to register what he was saying, or that he was even speaking at all.
"Where- where am i?!" Who was he asking? Himself? He surely couldn't answer the question."W-who am- I?." His voice cracked, realizing he truly didn't know his own self, and- well- that- that has to be bad, right?.
"My god." A gasp was heard from behind him, the voice breathy and sounding just as surprised as he felt. He quickly spun around to see a person? That had to be what it was.
The- person.. stared at him with awe, eyes wide and hands clasped at his abdomen.
"W-who are you?." Is all he could think to ask, though he had so so many questions.
"I..well I am the priest of this church." He spoke with glee, taking a slow step forward.
"And I am your most devoted follower. Please, Call me Kinger " He stared, Kinger?. A priest?. What even was a priest? Or a church? He slowly turned to fully face 'Kinger'.
"Who am I?." He repeated his previous question, this time knowing who he was asking.
"Do.. you not remember?." Kinger asks, his glee fading being replaced with a more confused look.
Kinger hummed, tapping his finger on the lower half of his face, then, looking up.
"Well, my God, do you have a name?."He tilted his head, thinking about it for a moment.
He did, he knew he did, he mimicked Kinger, bringing his hand to his own face. He could feel the smoothness of it, he got distracted with familiarizing himself with his own face.
He felt a pointy edge, one near his eye, he felt along it, following the path. Teeth! Teeth, he had teeth. "My name is Caine."
He looked back at Kinger. He's unsure why that sparked his memory, but he won't complain.
"Caine.. glorious." Kingers eyes softened as he spoke. Something about those eyes made Caine freeze. That sparkle, like Caine was the only thing in the room.
Why- why one thing he DOES know, nobody has looked at him like that before. Was he worthy?.
"Where am I, Kinger?." He knelt down to be more eye level with him, placing his hands on his knee." "
There ya have it. There was also an Animation to "he's my man" but I never finished that beyond rough sketches and backgrounds.
Oh and yes, this was 100% going to be royalteeth.
If you have any questions I'll answer them to the best of my abilities.
