Jul 29, 2019
Okay one, I love this gremlin of a man. Two, a warm & loving happy birthday to the absolute sweetheart that is @begotten-soul. I hope you enjoy this sweetie!
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Okay one, I love this gremlin of a man. Two, a warm & loving happy birthday to the absolute sweetheart that is @begotten-soul. I hope you enjoy this sweetie!
begotten-soul replied to your post: He is just watching his people being cute and...
-flails-
And His point is still being proven, His people are absolutely precious to Him. Just look at that flailing.
@begotten-soul | Continue from here.
& HYTHLODAEUS.
“Do I? Because you know what I say is the truth…” Daues frowned as he tipped his hea to the side slightly.
“Tell me the truth…how many people have you’ve bared to their gods in the name of us?”
"A certain number," Emet-Selch replied, looking silently at his old friend for a moment before looking away. It was sometimes annoying. Hythlodaeus knew him only too well... Then he shook his head by raising his hands slightly. "But whatever, as long as they serve our purposes."
@begotten-soul continued.
"Is that so?" She taps her chin in contemplation. At least she wasn't the only one finding the other's antics strange.
"I would not call it fretting. I am more... Confused, if anything. His behaviour and wording are different from that which I remember. However, I have no reason to doubt your assurance - perhaps he simply requires time to readjust to my presence after pulling me from the brink of death."
a sentiment she can understand ...to want to go home, to simply be at peace there. “this isn’t home to you then.” a city made of memories. could it even be considered an existing place? “perhaps... would you want to come with me? to the source - I am sure there is a way. it might not be your home but maybe it feels more like it.”
// @begotten-soul ( continuation ).
[ WITH. ] a begrudging grumble the gloved hands set the nigh dead plant upon the other’s desk. It was meant for him but how to keep the thing alive was a quandary in of itself. While he may have been a creator, certainly Emet was not fit to be a steward for plants & their like. Much rather he those with INTELLIGENCE. A plant, especially a hyacinth, certainly couldn’t tell him what it needed. Thusly that was here he failed. “Hythlodaeus, I utterly give up. This thing is hopeless.”
@begotten-soul || uhh because I can tbqh
@begotten-soul [ x ]
Was it him? Ruby eyes looked over at the familiar man, brow raised. “...Yes, I am Mitron. I’d advise you to watch the flowers. My best friend used to tend to these kind a lot. I think they were his favourite.”
@begotten-soul // Cont.
How had the world come to this? How could he protect his people if he couldn’t protect the one person who cared for him besides Hades. Ark looked up to the Heaven from which he descended and cursed loudly,
‘ WHY! Why don’t I have enough power to save even one person, one of my followers....I just want to save you...I want to save all of you.... ’
His voice trailed off, filled with sorrow and pain as Ark pressed his forehead to Daeus’s hand. The silver silently whispered a spell, something akin to a Cure or just something that would make his pain go away but the amount of aether used felt like daggers being plunged into his back.
‘ ....Let them come. I’ll kill them all, I’ll destroy every last one of them no matter the cost....You, my beloved followers have given me so much and now it’s my turn to return the favor and keep you safe. ’
Zodiark glanced up to see a beast, a horrid monstrosity inching its way towards there location. Born from his people’s fear and doubts, it looked ready to die or that it wanted to die. Lucky, the silver would be glad to put it out of its misery, and with a wave of his hand the beast’s body started to freeze over with black ice. It screeched and roared in pain, music to the God’s ears as he clenched his fist and it broke into nothing but shards of ice.
‘ No more....I won’t let them hurt you anymore... ’
He coughed and black inky like substance spilled out and down his chin. His blood, the blood of a God....wait. Zodiark turned to look at his beloved Daeus, if he partook in drinking from His blood than maybe...