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[electric-siblings]

⏳ Evren

For every “⏳” I receive, my muse will openly talk about a bit of their backstory.

“You wanna know about my past?” The plant man sighed deeply as he took a moment to think. “There is quite a bit of my past to go through… So I guess there is no better place to start than the beginning.”

“Like most Multis, I was made for the purpose to serve under a god, specifically the god of death, Casket. During these early years, I won’t lie, life was fairly nice. It was simple, my task was simple. Help deliver those who are to die move through and reach the afterlife. This is where I developed my ability to look into the souls of others, though I prefer not to use it now a days as it is fairly invasive to just look into someones deepest secrets and desires… but I digress. At this young age my father had taught me the importance of ones soul, each and every one is precious, despite there being billions of them. Oh how I wish I had kept that idea…” He paused for a moment, pain on his face.

“But unfortunately I would experience first hand the idea that all good things must come to an end. As time passed my father slowly became stranger, he was always stern for sure, but slowly his demeanor changed. He became more sinister, more… unforgiving. Slowly as time past, most of the others had changed to act similarly, they would be cruel to the souls that they had to transfer, laughing at their pain and suffering… And for awhile I thought it was fine…”

“It wasn’t until another stepped up, Evren 9. He had finally had enough, and in an act of rebellion ran off and joined with two other multis, Daf and Dom…. Eventually 9 had changed his name to Chain as a means to renounce his creator”

“More time passed and I had slowly began to become fed up with the actions of my peers and my father. So I had thought, perhaps I should follow suit with 9. What a fool I was to think Casket would let something like that happen again. I don’t want to go through the events that followed, but it is the reason that my eye is scarred. The one wound that my powers could never heal….” Evren seems to be done talking… for now.

[notyourprxncesa-blog]

How can one be so cold | Drabble

Lo laid there in the grass, not wanting to scream or cry in fear of something happening to her again. Never in her life did she think she could feel like this, so cold and vulnerable. She was raised as the youngest daughter of emperor Kuzco and empress Malina, that alone gave her pride and made her feel almost invincible. But now, now she felt weak. Her body was cold, giving in to the injury and letting herself fall into unconsciousness.

Not too long later, Lorena was discovered by a palace guard who quickly got to work. Lucky for him and her, she was still unconscious else she would’ve began screaming and go into more of a panic than she was now. All that was left was for her to wake up and face more than she would expect

[thorns-and-wires]

The Man Who Stands at the Edge of the Universe

A man stood at the edge of his universe, he stared into the the boundary that separated the contained universe and the void in between each universe. Oddly enough, his haired seemed to flow in the non existent wind. Though he looked human, the fact he was in space without any sort of suit seemed to suggest otherwise.

Three strangers began to approach the man at the edge of the universe. Two of them, humans, protected by advanced space suits. The other looking to be much more plant like, however it seemed as though his skin was shedding, blots of bark-ish skin seemed to be giving way to much more human like skin.

The plant man spoke up.

“Caecus, we need your help. We need you to help us take someone down”

The man at the edge of the universe turned to face the newcomers, his long hair draping around his shoulders, his eyes covered by some sort of cloth. 

“Oh? and under what conditions should I help you? I don’t know who you are, why is it that you seek my help? For all I know you could be planning something malicious, or worse, something incredibly dull”

The blond haired man spoke up now “We don’t mean to cause any sort of harm, at least not to you. We just need at least some of your guidance. A friend of ours, Lawrence, told us that you might be willing to help”

The man’s eyes seemed to recognize that name. Lawrence huh? The demon he helped out by sealing part of his power. Perhaps then they are more interesting than most multis and humans he comes across.

“What is your purpose then? If that gambling buffoon thought I might finding you interesting then I might just help you out.”

The brown haired woman spoke up now “We are trying to kill a god. A Tyrant god who controls those she resides over and uses anyone at her disposal as pawns and trash she can just toss out when they are no longer useful”

The man thought for a moment. They are trying to kill a god? A ragtag group such as them? It could be interesting to watch. Lawrence might be onto something here after all

“A god huh? I’ll bite and help you out. Though I obviously can’t guarantee that you will be able to kill a god after my help, or that you will even get somewhat close to that. However I’ll do what I can. It’ll be fun to see a scuffle like that” 

Caecus nodded, yes, this indeed will be fun next few years training this crew he thought.

Evren was resolved, they now had a mentor that could help them improve their power and let them attain a strength that should let them overcome Tyra, and perhaps even help get rid of other tyrannical gods.

Sylvan and Eshe seemed excited. In a world that seemed so full of magic they would finally get to learn everything they can about it, and perhaps even create technology that would far surpass what magic could do alone.

[thorns-and-wires]

Premonitions of a Storm

Tyra looked upon her company with great disdain, every word she spoke venomous to the ears. The strange tongue she spoke was harsh, as though hundreds of nails were being scrapped across a chalkboard. The Goddess looked impatient and fed up with her company, all the while the other being was cowering in fear, pleading and begging for her to spare it.

“You are a fool if you didn’t think I saw what you were doing. I have told your people time and time again not to touch that machine. The reactivation of that machine would be devastating to us gods!”

The lesser creature flinched backwards at her words, though they angered it, making it gain a new found confidence to lash back at it.

“And what? We are to sit idly by as our species get destroyed by some crazy being we’ve never seen? While you ‘gods’ sit high and might a top your thrones bickering over frivolous things? I don’t think so!”

Tyra stood up, she was angered by the creatures remark. How dare it insult the important topics of discussion that it couldn’t even understand. Not only that but it insulted her that they believe the gods were doing nothing.

“Do you dare question our judgement?? We know what is best for you and your species. If you cannot survive on your own technology and prowess then perhaps you don’t belong in this universe. Besides, we are doing what we can”

The creature was angered even more. Doing what they can? That was bull and she knows it!

“Oh yeah? Like what? Sending your weak little guardian after the thing? He could hardly take one of us down on his own, how would you expect him to-”

It was cut off as a steady stream of divine energy, burning the very soul of the creature. Screams and moans of pain could be heard coming from where it once stood. The face of the being twisted and contorted in pain, it’s soul was being tortured by all of it’s sins. A torture of unimaginable pain.

“Do not speak of Evren in that way. He is still young, especially in terms of his race, he has much to learn still. You can insult me all you want, but do not dare speak of his in such a lowly way. Or perhaps you wish for your entire race to be eradicated?”

The stream stopped, the pour creature fell to it’s knees. It didn’t move, or speak, it’s eyes empty and glossed over, the burden of it’s sins completely destroying it. Tyra kicked the body away, turning to sit back on her throne. She’d have to send people to finish off their race, killing their leader like that wouldn’t sit well with the rest of them and with that they’d no doubt active the machine… She held her head for a moment, what a pain this will be…

However, above the throne was a small portal far too small to see, however one could easily listen in from it.

Evren quickly closed the portal. What just happened? His mind raced, his veins filling with adrenaline. Did his Goddess just do that? Did she just murder someone else in cold blood? All for his sake? Not only that but it was someone he was well acquainted with, someone who he would even call his friend, even if the other didn’t seem to share that sentiment. The two had trained together at times, how could his Goddess do something like that so easily?

His mind filled with confusion. He was unsure how to react. His body was vigorously shaking, what was he gonna do? This wasn’t like her to do something so suddenly. So then why did she? 

Why?

Why?

Why?

The sounds his friend made, the screams, the suffering he endured. How did this all happen? His mind couldn’t comprehend what he just heard… That couldn’t have been Tyra…

Right?

Thin strings began to encroach upon Tyra’s throne, though thin and clear, the began to curl themselves around royal seat.

[thorns-and-wires]

Training Lessons

Evren was panting, he wasn’t sure how much time had passed since he first started the lesson, but one thing he was certain of was the pain he was in. Beaten up and battered, his muscles screamed for him to stop, but he knew he couldn’t. He must not stop, if he were on the battle field, the enemy would kill his goddess, he had to do it for her.

Despite it all, he got back on his feet. Sword in hand, he braced himself for the next onslaught of attacks that would come from his training partner, it of course being the one person he had ever really known all his life, Tyra. She was surprisingly an excellent fighter, no doubt gained from the time she had spent without a multi, but nonetheless a formidable opponent. The fact that she was 15 feet tall when not in her more godly form perhaps lent to the difficulty of fighting her, but he would have to fight beings just as strong and large, and perhaps stringer and larger than her.

The grin on Tyra’s face was one of fun, she had hardly broken a sweat, let alone look beaten and sore like Evren. “Come on Evy!! Is that all you got? That was just our warm up you know! You know the rules! We don’t stop till you get a good hit one me! You’d better not bail out like the other times!”

A smile of his own crept on his lips, despite the pain, despite his muscles refusing to move another inch, despite his wounds, he was enjoying this moment. It was a time he always looked forward to, even if he never could match up to her strength, he wasn’t gonna let that get to him. Plus time with his goddess is always welcomed.

“Yeah! I know I know Tyra, I get it alright! I’ll give you all that I got! And then some! This time I promise to win!”

With that, the two clashed blades again. With all his might, Evren pushed her blade back, slightly staggering her. Using the opportunity to try and deliver a swift blow to her stomach.

However Tyra was far to quick for a tired Evren, she staggered backwards, but was able to regain her balance, dodging the stab to the left and hitting the hilt of her blade on the back of his head.

Thump!

Evren fell to the floor as the noise resounded throughout the arena they were in. Even still, he slowly rose back up, determination in his eyes.

The two would be here for hours, Evren attempting to obtain this seemingly unobtainable goal, and while the goddess knew that he was far from being able to land a hit on her, she was sure that he was headed in the right direction.

[thorns-and-wires]

Family

(This ended up being longer then expected so it’s gonna be under a read more. Also as a side note for some context, Multi’s are created individually and are never related. Technically each multi is their own species, but most gods just group them into one species)

Evren sat in his room reminiscing on memories gone by. From the two hundred plus years he has lived, he’s hardly even begun to live his life span, even then he has countless memories from his adventures with the Goddess. She was the person closest to him, after all he devoted his life to protect her. However through all these travels and all the people he met, there was something he envied that most everyone he had met had. A family. Sure one could say the Goddess was like a mother to him, but she only created him, there wasn’t any blood connection. Oh how he longed for perhaps a brother or sister to talk to and hang out with. But sadly he had nothing of the sort. No father to look up to, no mother to nurture him and love him, no little or brother or sister to give advice to, and no older sibling to follow their footsteps. He was perfectly alone, no one else was connected to him in anyway other then knowing him. 

Evren frowned for a moment as he lingered on these thoughts. The Goddess was like a mother, but he was dispensable to her. She could simply make another Multi and throw him out. He heard stories from other Multis about having been second or thirds of them, and the previous versions being thrown out for rebelling against their god or goddess. He ran a hand through his vines and walked out of his room to his garden, perhaps that would calm him.

Once in his terrarium, he walked around watering what need water and tending to his plants. Despite his efforts those thoughts continued to eat away at him. Would his Goddess ever throw him out? What happens to those who are thrown out by the gods? If he ever is replaced, he would become truly alone, no where to turn, any hint of family gone. He shook his head, perhaps he should go talk to his Goddess? Evren nods and stands up, heading to the throne room.

Tyra sat in her throne, governing over her usual business, luck. She was in her much larger form, standing at over 50 feet tall. Once she noticed Evren walk in she turned her attention to him, shrinking down to her more usual form of ten feet tall. She smiled sweetly at him “Good morning Evren, how are you today?”

Evren looked up at the Goddess and smiled along with her, he couldn’t help but do so when he saw her smile. Though the smile quickly faded as he began to discuss the reason he came here. “Good morning Goddess, I’m doing alright thank you. I uh, wanted to talk to you...” He took a deep inhale “Would you ever replace me with another Multi?”

Trya looked shocked, as though she wasn’t expecting a question like that, though her face soon turned into that of a motherly smile, almost as if she knew where this was coming from. She held his face in her hand as she looked at him “Oh Evy, of course I would never replace you. You are like the son I could never have. You always surprise me in everything you do every day. Now then, why don’t we go on a little adventure? We can collect all sort of plants”

Evren smiled and nodded “Okay, thank you Goddess. And of course I would! How could I turn down a day with you?”

With that the two were off to a new world, though their bond wasn’t of blood, it was secure, one that no one or thing could break. And they both cherished this, as it was all the family they would ever have.

[of-strategies-war-andpoetry]

⚘ Drabble: Baby Steps ⚘

<<Mo and Hai being good older cousins and trying to teach Meixiu to walk>> @emeraldgale

“Up…you go!” Mo grunted. Mo was kneeling before Meixiu and Hai, trying to help the girl stand up. Hai held onto her hands.

“G…o!” The little tot followed suit, eager. She kicked out her feet, smacking Mo in the mouth. “Go! Go! Go!” she chanted, swaying side to side.

“Big bro, I think she’s ready to go.”

“Okay.” The older boy rolled off his knees, sitting to the side and they both watched as Meixiu moved her feet forward, one shaky leg at a time. 

She stopped for a second and beamed at Hai and he grinned. “Look, auntie! She’s walking!”

Mei and Fang looked up, both smiling at them. “Well, would you look at that.”

But no sooner after that was said, Meixiu placed her foot back and Hai whined. “She’s stepping on me!” 

Mo reached forward towards the cooing baby and shifted her feet. “Off Meixiu, off,” he said softly. But after that, she decided that she couldn’t move her feet and she fell right down on her rear, causing Hai to fall back as well. 

“Hey!” He rubbed his head, sitting up. “Meixiu!”

The baby girl grinned him, laughing and clapping her hands.