TEMPTATION - open

[Luciferr]

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The endless Void, The gazing abyss, The bottomless ocean of [i]horror...It coiled itself around your tender heart[/i]

Luciferus is an old old creature - not even a creature, an entity, eldritch and unfathomable that learned from it's mother god-horror how to fold and shape itself - himself - into his form, a swath of black shadows and too many teeth - white eyes, red eyes - his skeleton under the woven form of scaled black is red red red of his sire-father and a killing thing, anathaema to existence but safe trapped and swathed in his shadows - this dual nature of existence and void.

so when he looks and sees these mortals and immortals, so small and fragile to an unending amount of eyed shadows - he holds them precious, finite and burning so brightly - they remind him of Varkoryan then, his brother, a million tiny shards of that same blinding light.

so when he has those few shards he calls 'his' and labels with 'family' and 'friend' - despite not being the same overwhelming presences of his sister-siblings and brother-siblings or his mother, hid uncle or his children - he clutches at them and holds them close,

Lucifer is a hungry thing perhaps, a hoarder - like the dragon's his mother spun into existence and they find a namesake in, or were they the namesake to that same instinct? to hoard the fragile ones that burned so bright and quick.

but he hoards them in his way - watching after them, caring, being there but reluctant to leave them in distress - and when there is a threat to those small lights the darkness protects? it's a thin line to oblivion.

but the ancient darkness doesn't pounce forth - instead the winged shadow's silhouette hovers above ament, curious child that he is and his own series of clicking "child is mine" and the half spread wings rise up as a threat - if this one views his child as food,

it wouldn't end well for them.

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