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lunar new year and imbolc being on the same day today kinda feels special as a chinese irish person! good wishes for the year~

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❝ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎𝐍. You will be loved. You will be hated. You will be brilliant. Within two years, you will be dead. The fount of life springs forth from you, creation unbound. In triplicate, your power grows within. Goddess of words, goddess of fire, goddess of life. ❞

STORY.

More of a saint than a god, you have found your followers a church of some sort, hanging on to your loving words as a preacher talks to their beloved congregation. It’s familiar, comforting even, being a reverend to guide the flock, reminding you of the mortal you once were, before this all came to pass. Your concerts, your miracles have found themselves a holy light to it, and you can’t help but feel as if you are a prophet in triplicate, another divine coming of a saint most holy. You are the most blasphemous one, or the least, depending on the person you ask. Are you a saint? A sinner? The grey in between? You find yourself asking yourself the same thing, and the answers do not come to you as easy as the others.

TRAITS.

(+) — compassionate, humble, trusting

(−) — naive, nervous, over-analytical

MIRACLES.

The miracle of healing, of spring courses through your veins, angelic as it may be to all the disciples that worship you, you can feel the flames licking at your veins, comforting, warm, powerful. It frightens you sometimes, but that is the mantle of a god, even one that seeks to be as tender and comforting as the one you believed, before you became this.

CONNECTIONS.

SET: You don’t understand most of the gods, but you understand SET easily enough. You’d known them when they were mortal, and they knew you in turn. They were a friend of yours, then they became a god, and you can’t help but want them back somewhere the both of you didn’t have to play at being divine, just friends, just the two of you. It seems like a pipe dream, more than anything, so you address them as the divinity that they want to be, even if it feels false.

INANNA: Regal, beautiful, powerful. INANNA was what a god should have been, what they were supposed to be, not a prophet spouting off miracles that their fans wanted to see. You can’t help but be in awe of them, even if they brush you off and pat your head like a child. They were the eldest, the first, and you were going to learn all you could from them; it wasn’t going to be easy, but who said godhood was just a walk in the park?

THIS SKELETON IS TAKEN BY KAY.

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