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[sup]© tikki[/sup]I DON'T WANT TO CHANGE WORLD-
Byriath, actually, never had a father. Or a mother. He was manifested long ago, given physical form by a manipulative monster. But he played the role of a father figure to children whose parents were not the best. It was a strange feeling, but so was falling in love.
He wasn't a being to wear jewelry. Only once had he wore something even remotely like it. Flower crowns by his now-husband Saturn, something so pure being given to something as impure and deranged as a God of Malice. Sometimes, he tried to find the meanings of such things. Purity. Very few were pure in this world. Saturn was one of them. As was Zuriela.
Said child was spotted by the large beast, and Byriath's rumbling chuckle drifted through the air. "Are you making a friend, little one?" He spoke, his deep voice resonating in the air. Glowing eyes looked to the pile of shells, and his head tilted. "What's all that, there?"
He wasn't a being to wear jewelry. Only once had he wore something even remotely like it. Flower crowns by his now-husband Saturn, something so pure being given to something as impure and deranged as a God of Malice. Sometimes, he tried to find the meanings of such things. Purity. Very few were pure in this world. Saturn was one of them. As was Zuriela.
Said child was spotted by the large beast, and Byriath's rumbling chuckle drifted through the air. "Are you making a friend, little one?" He spoke, his deep voice resonating in the air. Glowing eyes looked to the pile of shells, and his head tilted. "What's all that, there?"
[color=#9700ff]-I JUST WANT TO LEAVE IT COLDER!
BYRIATH-COALITION-FALLEN GOD OF VIOLENCE, CRUELTY, AND MALICE
THE WORLD THAT HARDENS AS THE HARSHER WINTER HOLDS --
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BYRIATH ATOKENSIS - XENOSMILUS - LONER - ATTACKS IN UNDERLINED ITALICS.