I haven’t posted at lot bc. Like. There’s was just a lot going on in my life atp… but now I have a lot… and a I mean A LOT of art in the back catalogue than I can post (mostly idv. Mostly murro. Some forsaken in there)
idk how frequently I’m gonna post but I’ll try my best to constantly post!! I have some stuff planned out for the future anyways heheheheh….. (poisonbuger fic 😘)
To my moots, I am so sorry for my absence, but hopefully, as for right now, the angel is back!
just so y'all know writing the bishops backstory is draining for me so I'll release leshy hekets kallamars and shamuras degins in one post while I slowly work on their lore over time as I do other stuff ^_^ I hope that's ok
okay I'm back for the second round I didn't get art block BUT I did get writers block so.. Um.. Yeah ^_^ atleast I can rest easy knowing the rest WILL be shorter I'm gonna start keeping track of my yaps
Anyways here's the one and only Narinder!!
Lamb | Narinder
(Lore under cut ^_^)
Street Cat and Early Godhood
Narinder never truly knew where he came from. As long as she remembered, she had been just running wild through the forests of the lands of the old faith as an orphan, hunting for birds to hunt and bugs to gobble down like candy. He ran free and feral, no rules to hold him down, not limited to anything. It seemed like during these times he wasn't destined for anything at all, but honestly, that was fine by him. He was just a kid after all, and considering that his biggest concern at the time was figuring out if he was going to have bird or spider for dinner that day, he didn't really have the time or patience to think about what he was going to do in his future.
One day, he struck gold while going on for a walk and finding a campsite that had conveniently left their food out cooking for the night. Since he hadn't had much luck that day and he was really hungry, he figured that the people that lived there wouldn't mind if he took a bite or two of their food. As such, the people in that campsite, which happened to be Shamura and Kallamar, were not so happily awoken by a stray cat going absolutely ham on their rations. However, since it was clear this creature was a kid, a kid without a home to call their own, they were more than happy to take him in.
It seemed to be a common trend of Shamura just taking care of whatever stray they randomly found lying down, but there will be more on that later.
Sure enough, eventually , the group of three became a group of five, and they just wandered around the lands of the old faith looking for a nice place to spend the night. They were as broke as broke could be, but it didn't matter because they were much together. Most of the days were spent by Shamura and Kallamar breaking up from the group to find something to eat while Narinder was tasked with taking care of his younger siblings Heket and Leshy. If he were to be so honest, life was good. She didn't have that many responsibilities and everyone generally had a good relationship with each other.
One day, however, as they traveled around, they came across a barren battlefield where it seems some gods threw hands in previously (since obviously, the war of the gods was going on). Conveniently, in the field, next to the bodies that were already pretty late into decomposition, were the crowns that would later become the crowns of the 5 bishops of the old faith.
Narinder didn't see the crowns as much but random dooikeys that were left behind. But, however, when he put one on a a joke to pretend to be a king infront of younger siblings and he was unable to take it off, it seemed that it went deeper than that.
Shamura could call it destiny, Heket said it was coincidence, and Naridner honestly didn't know how to feel, but either way, it didn't matter. The five siblings were set on their track to become gods. Albeit, Narinder doesn't remember much about this time of her life because it just seemed like trial after trial in order to prove herself to the Mystic Seller who seemingly oversaw new gods and prepared them in order to be able to actually maintain godhood. Either ways, just like the rest of his siblings, he was crowned a god, and soon enough, Shamura led them all to kill all the other gods of the lands of the old faith and make the group of siblings the last 5 standing and in turn, the most feared gods.
Narinder never really understood the motive to do that, but whatever.
Banishment
Life was supposed to be good as a god. At least that what they told him. But something was missing
Much like in cannon, Narinder was jealous of the fact that all his siblings could turn their negatives into positives (Ie: famine becomes bountiful harvest and so on and so forth), yet he was stuck with only a constant negative, which was death. There is truly nothing good about death. But also, he just generally carved to change. He didn't know what he wanted to change, if it was routine or rules or lifestyle of herself even, but he just craved change. Extremely baldy. So he consulted the smartest person he knew, which was Shamura, and asked them for help, but only help with his first worry (he was too shy to admit the second one). Eventually after tinkering around with what Nari could and couldn’t do, they together, managed to bestow mortals immortality. Although Shamura saw it as a negative thing, Nari saw it positively. He could have subjects that could live forever, and if they dare so betray him or his siblings, he could take it back as easily as he could give this gift. Plus, what mortal doesn’t crave to live forever? So against Shamuras wishes, he began gifting the most devoted of his subjects this power. This is when Shamura decided to stop this nonsense bceause all their followers were going to narinders side and the other siblings began to lose faith in their own circles and They rallied their other siblings to get Naris ass by banishing him
The memory of the fight still haunts Narinder to this day. Mayhaps right now it’s not the right time to talk about it (oaky this is an excuse rb bc I’m lazy ummm DW DW I’ll go into detail about this in the profiles of the other bishops.)
And before she knew it, she ended up in the white void and was destined to live a lonely life for seemingly the rest of milenina. Out of pity did Shamura give them a new robe and Aym and Baal, but that was the last she would hear from any of her siblings for what seemed to be forever.
Eventually, life moved on, and everyone but the most dediacted of Narinder followers forgot about him and his presence as one of the bishops. To the world, Narinder was truly dead.
Incarceration and Present
Honestly, raising Aym and Baal was the only thing that kept Narinder from going absolutely mental. Because he had someone(s) to talk to and take care of, it placed a lot of responsibility of himself and the kits on him, and a feeling that if he did go insane there wouldn't be anyone to take care of them. Time in the void was just spend between the 3 of them, and even though the brothers had know to call the void home, they always asked Nari about how the world was outside, and he would tell them stories about what he remembered from the outside world
Eventually, somehow (maybe through one of his dreams? Yeah maybe I'm using that trope) he got word that one day a lamb would come and free him, and although he was skeptical of such thing happening (since he already accepted his faith of being stuck there forever) he still did sometimes daydream about said lamb appearing before him, a knight in shining armor, awaiting any and all instructions to do whatever they needed to do to free him. In reality, when the lamb actually appeared, all she got was an undead shaved lamb holding their head on their hands that looked as dumbfounded as a fish out of water. Either way, she ordered the Lamb to create a cult on his name, fixed the lamb up, and sent them back to the mortal world (which was something he didn't know he could do but eh. The more you know)
Story goes on as normal, lamb kills all his siblings and then kills and indoctrinates him etc etc. Throughout all this time he saw the lamb as nothing but a pawn in his plans but now that the lamb was in control he didn't even know how to feel about them anymore. Not like he had enough time to relflect upon their relationship because it seemed that as soon as he got indoctrinated he got put in a wedding suit and was stuck marrying the lamb. It took her out of left field completely, and she was left dumbfounded, trying to figure out her new life in her new follower body with a relationship she didnt really want to be a part of at first. (but slowly, but surely, she did eventually fall in love romantically with the Lamb. somehow. Not really stockholm syndrome because truthfully the lamb didnt actually care what Nari did? Like she could have ran away and the Lamb wouldnt have given two fucks? Like as long as she wasn't trying to overthrow them they didnt care)
This time period surprisingly gave Narinder a lot of time to reflect (you think that would have happened when she was banished, but she was more preoccupied with not going insane). Honestly? It was healing. She formed relationships with some of the lambs followers, slowly began fixing his relationships with his siblings, tried out new things and learned new skills, and really, since he wasnt chained and confined to a space anymore, he did, and I really do mean did, a lot of exploring of the old faiths. Honestly, she realized that maybe she didnt really want to be a god in the first place. Maybe he only went along with it because his fellow peers, his higher ups, destiny itself maybe said thats what he had to do. But that chapter of his life is over now. She’s just, grown to love the world as it is, and most importantly, realized who she was and what was part of her identity. She has changed in the end.
Future
Not really much to say here. Basically bro is consuming the cults estrogen supply en masse and really most of the time shes either out on missonaries or taking care of the cults kids and telling them storys about the past (Narinder is really pro at storytelling trust trust you can thank aym and baal for that).
He sees the lamb ever so often, running trough the same motions, falling into routine, doing everything in such a robotic, soulless matter. Often, She feels guilty that she forced her lover in the same possition she was forced into, but no matter how many times he tells them that maybe its time to step down and pass the crown down, they never ever do it. Maybe the crown has blinded them, corrupted their mindest, maybe theyre afraid if they take of the crown they wont be immortal anymore and that would end their species completely. Or, whatever, Narinder will never know what is going on in the lambs head anyways.
hello, my name is rosmerie and i like to uhh draw ^_^
I mostly draw os idv cotl and beyblade burst related stuff
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