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" And in darkness bind them... "

There are fates worse than death... when you don't play by the rules...

Divergent path unlocked: Bad end, The Void's envoys, dark lords.

Summary:

Once upon a time, there was a kingdom...

An ancient kingdom, now long gone, replaced with darkened lands ruled by inhumane dark lords, once long said to have been men and women of renown might... now little humanity remains, if any at all behind their darkened armors, devoid of all life but the piercing gaze behind empty holes in their helms...

Bellegur, Dark king of Ashes... The blackened pale Ember

Once said to be the son of the king before the kingdom fell to his hands, and whims few know these days what they truly are anymore. He rules over vast lands, through a vast array of undead fiends, monsters of darkness beyond the mortal realm, and some creatures that, mysteriously, began to appear upon his rise to power.

Agarwaenor, Dark lord of beast... The blood lusting storm.

Once said to be a noble man, of which little but the past as master of beasts remains. Under his command lay all sort of creatures, earthly and unearthly, ready to follow his and the King of Ashes's will. Besides him to command the beasts is his brother, the dragon lord Calimehtamir, the raging lightning.

Braigon, The Dark Winter Lord of the north, the eternal night blizzard.

Once a mighty general, now a terrible guarding sentinel at the northern lands. Upholding the reign of the dark king. His is a heartless way few survive if they bear any disagreement, only the strong and hard willed hearts are under his command. his lands he's set in eternal winter storms, where beasts of ice follow his will...

Thanneth,Dark mistress of whispers, Destruction's breeze.

Once a lady of high standing, no little remains from her past but the feathered beasts she once held as her messengers and envoys. No corner of the world is away from her fiends, whom relay any information of interest... or deal with her and the king's foes with gleeful sadistic violence to her satisfaction and whims...

Gilrin, Mistress of Nightmares, the sinking despair.

Rummored to once having been a headmistress and scholar of skills unmatched by all but the most seasoned and old minds, she delves upon the obscure and little is known now of her works and businesses, unless they involve you... if you are unlucky enough...

Rhowën, Dark lord of the Hunt, the maddened prowling fiend.

Once said to have been a soul bound to justice, to righteousness and virtues long lost in his lands. To him answer few, but to him they are enough. He oversees the law with obsessive sadistic and cruel glee, with his executioners all but pawns and puppets bound to him, in exchange of but one more chance to be... one he knows they will be doomed to fall and is all the eager to see the show of...

Thannor, Dark lord of the Arms, Binder of lives and Blades.

A skilled Blacksmith, now general, recruiter and smith of the kingdom's armed forces. Along Braigon his ways are relentless, heartless and hard as steel, and even harder. Those he takes to swear and bind blade to themselves either survive, or perish before becoming eternal soldiers under his, the other lords and the king's commands... For weakness if forfeit and naught but despised.

Calimehtamir, Lord of dragons, the raging blood lightning.

Brother of Agarwaenor, once a man, now the line of beast and man long since faded. he is his brother's both right and left hand. Under his command all draconic creatures bend will, and those who do not... are to be forever lost in the storms he leaves in his wake against all and any defiance to their rule...

Yseldeir, Heir of the Mistress of Nightmares, lady of serpents, keeper of secrets...

A child of times long lost, taken once by the dark mistress Gilrin as her pupil, it is said. What became of her, little is known, other than in her master's rise, she became the keeper of her knowledge, and heir to her place... when the time comes... if it comes.

Nar'osul, Death's whisper, servant of Thanneth...

Once a man equal in standing to the dark lords, now naught but a chained attack dog and assassin at the ready to answer the call. Kept away from madness by an inch, and bloodlust by a heartless traitorous deal...

Alador, The fallen Prince of embers, the raging wildfire...

Once a beloved prince, now a damned find by his own people. Little love is held both ways. Forsaken by his own people, resigned to a harsh reality and truths he cursed knowing, little but hatred burns in his cold eyes for a world that prefered to burn rather than save itself...

Non-human magical ancestries: Rhowën

Original, recent, non-human ancestor:

Wildborn deviant nine tailed fox entity Class lifeform: magical beast-class creature Subclass: Shape-shifting magical fox roots: south-eastern nomadic cluster of magical foxes migrating western European regions, and few Slavic regions. Formerly descended from foxes endemic of japan’s subclass fox youkai magic multi-tailed foxes. Name: [Missing] Nickname: [Missing] LV: ??? EXP: ???? Current State: Slayed[?] Description: individual was a copper and obsidian toned nine-tailed fox missing 3 tails, notably amputated in a violent encounter. Sporting a mane groomed into several braids, along the beard. Mane was primarily ebony along the beard and chest. Tails ended lightly faded into the a color, as well asthe paws and tips of the ears. Eyes a glossy blue reminiscent of moon stone, possibly blind. light patterning on body, durning winter, color patterning inverted durning change of seasons. History: [See missing the tale of the six tailed guardian to disgraced house of [Name censored with ink] for more infomation]

Personality traits: [Missing]

Oldest, most distant, living ancestor:

Reality Void primordial class lifeform: Fundamental Concept entity Primordial Subclass: Primary Concept entity Reality class Roots: [REDACTED-Unable to find files] Name: Reality Nicknames: [Click here to redirect to list of Reality[#redacted] names] LV: [unknown] EXP: [unknown] Current state: Locked-dormant[?] sentient fragment in the void Description: Plane-walking state: Golden glowing fox with shifting patterns and frencuencies altering mind and eye perception, adorned by nine long braids coming from its mane, unknown if there is a different static pattern. Void primordial-form#-?: Unknown, no current live witnesses. History: [ERROR] Personality: [WHY DON’T YOU ASK ME? I DON’T BITE... USUALLY~<3.]

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in a way related to the prev post:

Agar would, and as proven there, start to panic if he saw he couldn’t undo certain things, or access past save files out of the sudden.

Also, in the post war verse, he often had anxiety attacks and lost control often over having sealed the power over the files within the barrier and the underground. Because he could no longer take back his actions, or find a different path that didn’t lead to the war. And he was stuck as he was, until he died, or until god knows when he gets a solution to their LV problem.

Likewise Avanon, Agar’s reincarnation, often snaps because of this. He no longer has Agar’s comfort over the files, that not belongs to Frisk and Chara. So he’s stuck also where he is with no way to prevent history from repeating, or knowing the person is the right one to wield such powers.

And while a portion is him trying to evade consequences, it is more honestly inclined towards selfless interest for other people well beings, rather than his own, that is a luxury he tries to tear for himself when he can.

But if he can’t?... Well... Better not dwell much on it, to be honest.

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Mage facts

The seven quiet their magics...

The seven magics are rather very loud, and... surprisingly agitated.

Regardless of time, and situation, their magics are allways agitated, unhappy or upset about something. Whether the mages are conciously in similar mental conditions or not, much to their frustration.

At the best, it seems to be in a annoyed state, and at the worst, it seems to grow hostile regardless of their mood. Going from snorts and similar imiations of noise on the magic specter, to loud growls and snarls at whoever is unlucky enough to further aggravate its moods. A problem than more than once has earned them problems both growing up and learning magic, and as adults while dealing with fellow mages, as misunderstandings often arise from such situations.

Because of this, the mages often quiet down their magics, or shut them off from anyone altogether.

They are aware it doesn’t help them, and it doesn’t address the problem. But they have grown so tired and worn from trying to figure it out, they went for the easiest and fastest option, even if it makes them feel worse in the long run, and it makes their magic worse as well. They simply can’t deal with magics they don’t understand nor know where the animosity steems from.

They are also fearfull of finding out, because they are sure it will not be a small can of worms that will be oppened when they do.

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Headcanons

Of discrimination and mages...

Surprisingly enough, mages are more discriminatory between themselves, than they are of monsterkind.

Mages can, and often do, discriminate over several things among themselves. Be it their own height, their magic type, its afinity, its behavior, etc. causing them to treat one another often in demeaning ways in indirect means, or flat our directly and loudly as they are allowed.

Mages with particularly wild, handfull magics are the most discriminated. Regardless of their positive public atributes, and are often held at higher standarts when shown to be capable. More so if they are unable to properly end their formations without intervention. Because of this, mages often put of fronts, personas, in the public eye. Not only it earns some peace of mind among fellow normal humans, but also other magic users... if only until they commit mistakes...

The seven were among such individuals, both renown for their skill, and their strong wild magics clasifying them as feral class mages earning them positions as high mages. Seven of very few to gain the tittle of Magi and seats by the council of elders...

As one may imagine, the pressure put under their shoulders wasn’t small.

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Agar and Belle reactions to a dragon egg: Complete rejection, fear and desire to run away with little thought as they nope out slowly from it and any current conversation.

Agar and Belle right after seeing a dragon hatch: Do so much as to lay a single glance with harmfull intent and off the window you go, their smoll now and you better not start shit. They’re going to spoil that hatchling rotten, just you wait.

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