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Ozymandias

Ozymandias

"Born" on a soft-hilled island on Fuirel with high cliffs around the year 1200. Cared for by a small community with very loving people.   The island was attacked by a very powerful kingdom('s army) in the name of expansion. After meeting no resistance and only welcoming faces and killing them anyway, the (involuntary) army felt guilty and most jumped off the cliffs.

Physical Description

General Physical Condition

thin, frail

Special abilities

as the main suin, it has all the power/s. it hasn't realised most of said power/s because it was very recently reborn

Mental characteristics

Personal history

is "reborn" every few hundred to billion years
each time it "dies", it is just at rest/ease/peace enough to just relax and sink into a planet's crust, and sometimes core, and just kind of lie there until all its memories fade away and its ready to be reborn.

Gender Identity

It

Sexuality

Ace/Aero

Education

No formal education but it knows many, many things.

Mental Trauma

The island was attacked by a very powerful kingdom('s army) in the name of expansion. After meeting no resistance and only welcoming faces and killing them anyway, the (involintary) army felt guilty and most jumped off the cliffs.

Morality & Philosophy

It's "Code of Honour " 1. Others' comfort comes first 2. Only hurts something/someone as much as it hurt it 3. Helps everyone/everything to the best of its abilities

Personality Characteristics

Likes & Dislikes

doesn't have a strong opinion on most things

Social

Contacts & Relations

knows Taeterona

Mannerisms

tends to talk with its hands; conveys the general tone of (and some words in) the conversation, or at least its side, through hand gestures and movements

Wealth & Financial state

Infinite but not needed
Religions
Honorary & Occupational Titles
King of Kings (a) God the Caregiver
(plus some very much older ones)
Age
nearly 300
Date of Birth
0000
Birthplace
Fuirel
Children
Current Residence
Anywhere, really
Gender
they/them/it
Eyes
Blinded White (can see perfectly, that's just their colour)
Hair
Short undercut blonde with bits of gold
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Light
Height
118cm

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Negative Space

I remember the distantly familiar comfort. I never felt it, I know I could never be so fortunate, but I've dreamt it. I've dreamt of the weightlessness of it. I imagine it to be something like floating through space. When I remember the dream, I remember the warmth and softness of the place. Little specs of light darting aimlessly from one spot to another in what I can only think of as their own little world. Each seeming completely removed from the others, lost, but just fine like that. I remember someone told me it was bliss. I remember the bliss always as if I'd been there.

the Planet

I remember I once visited the Planet. The people there understood me -- but they seemed to be... wrong, somehow. They were a perfect utopia - except that every one of them was insane. They seemed to... They didn't seem to care at all. Insanity was just a way of life for them. They did things that... didn't make sense. For instance, they would walk around a field that nearly everything floated upward in. They went through here -- risking death sometimes -- to se the bugs and miuks. I understand that they might be nice to see but why? Why risk never seeing anything again at all? They may understand me, but I do not understand them. The Planet itself is fairly small. It has three continents and each has between 1 and 5 cities and that's about it. The oceans are nice... The Land is pretty... The animals are beautiful - most of them are from Fuirel, though, and Fuirel was all beautiful. The plants are interesting... I'd NEVER want to get sick here, though. The sicknesses here are-- well, they're something. They're painful and more than one person I've talked to has seen the Rotting Death end the life of otherwise immortal creatures. . . . . This world seems to accept pain - both mental and physical - as part of life. It's... sad? They're not sad, though, they actually seem happy, kind of. It-- unsettles me.. It feels wrong and sad and... I can't quite place the feeling. It's weird...

Life

What a precious thing, life is. Though I have many years ahead, those I watch do not.   How strange it is that they think they have all the time there is, but some still act like it will all end tomorrow. Must they do this? Yes, but they'll have time for it later. But something that may take their life from them... They simply cannot wait, cannot go without it for another moment.  

the Crown

I carry this relic as a sort of tribute to my name... The original Ozymandias was called "king of kings". He expanded his great empire but he died in the end. I will not die, but that is a different story.   I put it on sometimes... the crown. It's small but comfortable on my head. Its rough metal still holds after -- however long it's been around. It's been in this shape for a long, long time. If I remember, it came off the head of a horrible ruler. I do not miss the tyrant..

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