@ourthrxne said: ⋰⋰ ❝It might’ve taken the currently human Michael a bit to figure out who was behind the hypnos name, but this guy certainly looked like what he’d expect of someone he labled as a death worshiper. (Yes, he had eventually asked around to make sure he found the right guy, too.)“Villain speech aside, Hypnos-“ yeah, you’re probably stuck with him using the username IRL. “-I think I get what you were trying to do now. It’s the same thing that’s been frustrating me, seeing a lack of fighting spirit. I kind of wish I could’ve gotten away with that, haha…” god knows Michael had his opinions and the only reason he hadn’t been more blunt, filterless, and aggressive (if not mean) was because…well, he wanted attention and was told to censor himself. ❞
✞ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ And he did not fail to live up to his chat identity, did he? With his appearance like a living skeleton, tall and pallid, a tattoo sleeve on each arm, and- of course- his supposed resemblance to a certain religious figure, even in his gaunt and unshaven face...
The strange man appeared to be lost in thought, severely at that, with his eyes shut and brow knitted, perched atop something distinctly not a chair as he sat in the night air. He may have been praying, he may have been attempting to meditate... but he was certainly brought back to attention by the sound of a voice saying a familiar name. One clearly talking about that... statement he wrote.
❝ Is that so..? ❞ His frigid voice responds as he turns to them, a slight smirk raising. ❝ Let me guess- you’re... Michael. ❞ Yes, that was the name of the child he only so recently dismissed as an infantile distraction, and only just now practically agreed with... How absurd they would come to him now so willingly as if to empathize. People, no matter their world... they never cease to surprise him.
He scoffs a laugh. ❝ Yes, worry not, I have no good graces left to save with them... They may crucify me if they wish but I am not afraid to upset them. Don’t mistake me for trying to ‘cheer them up’, I was merely... ❞ Yes, what... was he doing, exactly? ❝ ... Losing my patience. ❞ He narrows his eyes as he scowls, glancing upwards towards the moon as he near mutters something. ❝ These versions of them... they never would have been able to outmatch me in this state. ❞