Imagine, if you will, a former woman of god. She has recently left the order that once was her life, and has stepped into a new, much wider world to discover. Everything is a bit strange, highly curious and deeply interesting. Modern technology is addictingly fascinating. The mere act of dining is enthralling with friendly company. The world seems so much larger. Bit by bit, her hardened shell cracks, letting fulfilment bloom. One day, she meets someone new. A soul reborn and reformed, liberated from their own prison. The woman is asked to guide them. To show them the wonders of existence that they had been denied for a million years. The student has become the teacher. She shows them the lush, green countries of a dreamland. She shows them the stars she used to traverse, a barren void when among them, now a rich tapestry when seen from below. She flies with them among cotton candy clouds and bathes with them under pristine, crystalline waterfalls. And she sees them for the miracle they are. A psychic person so vast and magnificent, powers so enthrallingly amazing, yet critically, not a god. Such a revelation unlocks her own enlightenment. Perhaps that wonder is attainable for all mortal life as well. Even herself. The living enigma is gifted the freedom to ponder once more. There is an open world to process things in. To think. To falter. To regress and panic. Things are too quiet. Spaces are too tight. It's too little. It's too much. Their powers, equally awesome, equally terrifying, collapse in on themselves as they retreat into their own, extra-dimensional mind. Back into confinement, a mental scar carved by the jailers that abandoned them. But now she is there. She is there to comfort them. To comprehend and understand the million-year death they suffered. She understands the desperation to escape. She knows it too well what it means to scale a tower and giving up if it means avoiding the horrors. Now, they can coalesce, never again alone. They can cross the sky and stars together, infinitely boundless and free. Both once conquerors from the stars, their shared solitude can now cultivate something new for them. also they both use spears
[Added by Poll Runner] The rainbows in their designs have to stand for something. These two got SO close to their ultimate missions and have banging boss music. Their wacky designs work so well together as utter clashing vibes, and it just. God this was eye-opening!!! Imagine them sharing their own little twisted art hobbies together!! Evil guys who run an Evil Hobbycraft together. Though an Evil Hobbycraft is just Hobbycraft.
