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I’ve got the revamped story down in drabbles and headcanons; but my carrds graphics are a bit of a mess. Still can’t get to them tho for a bit, works got their fucking claws in me.

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Thank you guys for being so patient with me. It’s been one hell of a month.

Believe me I want to be here.

Before I get ahead of myself, I just want to thank those of you who checked up on me. An update I should give the dash is that I’m 100% okay. My follow up appointment went well. I’ve had to be at work during that pain enduring time, however, since my managers mother had, unfortunately, passed away the day after I went to the ER. So my manager has been MIA all week.

Now, concerning my follow up doctor appointment, the cyst in my ovary had passed through enough for it to simply be pulled out ( as much as a TMI that may be ; don’t worry I was on a numbing medication so I barely felt it ) the cyst itself was a lot smaller than than I pictured it and honestly cannot BELIEVE that tiny ass white rock lookin thing was causing me that much agony for a full week. I’ve also vowed to change my diet after this experience. The hospital is also going to be helping me find a suitable form of health insurance so that later on I can request to get the hysterectomy surgery since the doctors deemed this a probable cause for one, which I was hoping and praying for. I’m gonna be free of this soon. I’m so… so grateful.

Anyways. I hope everyone having a fantastic Valentine’s Day!

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CLAPS. Like for a starter.

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CLAPS. Like for a starter.

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In da ER.

Gonna see what’s going on

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UPDATE:

So I'm still in some pain. BUT

apparently there was a cyst in my uterine wall that had burst and is now trying to pass naturally, which in turn has... backed me up. If at any time the pain becomes overbearing or i develop a fever, or get chills, I am to go to the ER asap. For now I just have to wait it out. This is, unfortunately, pretty common since in my past I've had pollups and cysts develop in my uterus. God damn that hysterectomy is lookin real good right about now.

So I’m gonna be going to the hospital today

I’ve had this very strange pain in my side that I thought were cramps, but it’s just continued to get worse and worse in like the past 2 days so I’m gonna go get myself checked out. I hope it’s nothing serious like my appendix bouta burst or something.

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So I’m gonna be going to the hospital today

I’ve had this very strange pain in my side that I thought were cramps, but it’s just continued to get worse and worse in like the past 2 days so I’m gonna go get myself checked out. I hope it’s nothing serious like my appendix bouta burst or something.

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&. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐧 (𝐞𝐩𝐬. 𝟓-𝟖) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  dialogue  prompts  taken from episodes 5 - 8  of max's  the  penguin  (2024),  created  by  lauren  lefranc.  feel  free  to  edit  and  change  as  you  seem  fit.. )

❛ you came back. put your ass on the line for me. a hundred maseratis couldn’t replace that. ❜

❛ it’s you and me now, kid. till the end. ❜

❛ you messed with the wrong fuckin' family! my mother, my father, they won’t stand for this... ❜

❛ i want what’s mine. ❜

❛ the cops are looking for you. although i get the sense they’d rather find you dead than alive. ❜

❛ you’re not looking too good. ❜

❛ the fuck is wrong with you? you’re fucking sick. ❜

❛ what kind of person kills their own fuckin’ family? ❜

❛ you think i’m a fuckin’ idiot? the second i do what you want, you fucking kill me. so just fuckin’ do it already. ❜

❛ listen, sweetheart, i know you can’t see it right now, but all this shit goin’ down, it’s a good thing. ❜

❛ nothing’s gonna happen to you. i won’t let it. ❜

❛ all i’m asking is for you to hang tight just a little longer. that’s it. and then it’s you and me on top of the world, baby. ❜

❛ you are a desperate fucking liar. ❜

❛ i got no reason to lie anymore! ❜

❛ god, she was beautiful, your mom. she was so beautiful. she had that laugh. when you got her going, it’d knock you out. ❜

❛ i couldn’t help your mother. let me help you. ❜

❛ i’ll find a place that’s safe. and i’ll call you when i get there, alright? ❜

❛ i’d like to be a part of whatever’s next... if you’ll have me. ❜

❛ if you join me, you will have a new family. and i’ll pay you what you’re worth. more money than you’ve ever seen before. ❜

❛ we had a deal. we look out for each other. we don’t fuck each other over. ❜

❛ you know i’m yours. but right now, i’m just gonna hold you back. ❜

❛ freedom always comes at a cost, doesn’t it? ❜

❛ i’ve come here to end the war between our families. ❜

❛ i am offering you an alliance. we join our families as a show of strength. ❜

❛ bored with me already? ❜

❛ you know, fugitives really shouldn’t leave their rooms. ❜

❛ i wouldn’t have pegged you as a cook. ❜

❛ you want me on your side, right? ❜

❛ if my mind goes before my body’s ready, i need you to help me. you gotta help me die. ❜

❛ i want you to do your fucking job. that’s what i fucking want. ❜

❛ i ain’t talkin’ to you when you’re like this. ❜

❛ you don’t seem surprised to see me. ❜

❛ dressing like this... is this for you or your clients? ❜

❛ i used to lie to men like that. but you don’t have to anymore. you have the power now. ❜

❛ you are good at telling people what they wanna hear. ❜

❛ you were born into opportunity, so you can afford to think in black and white. ❜

❛ but you did come here to kill me, right? ❜

❛ you done the right thing. protected those you care about. ❜

❛ it gets easier. ❜

❛ late to my own party. it’s not a good look, i know. ❜

❛ how about we watch a movie, one of the old ones you like? ❜

❛ it’s a date then. ❜

❛ here, i made your favorite, whiskey and soda. ❜

❛ what i wouldn’t do to get out of here. live in one of them penthouses all the celebrities buy. ❜

❛ that’s just a little taste of what you got comin’. ❜

❛ so, did you bring me here to feed me toast or you gonna kill me? ❜

❛ you hear me? i beat you. i win. ❜

❛ there’s a storm coming. i’m gonna need your help. ❜

❛ is that what you think? that… i would do something… as horrible as that? ❜

❛ you getting any sleep? ❜

❛ it might do you some good to get out of the house. ❜

❛ get dressed. we’re goin’ out. ❜

❛ what do you want? tell me, and i’ll get it. ❜

❛ of course i’m gonna take care of you. i’d do anything for you. ❜

❛ i see you. in ways that other people don’t. ❜

❛ i see the way you smile when you want people to think you’re enjoying something you ain’t. ❜

❛ i see how you smoke more when you’re thinking, and you drink more when you’re sad. ❜

❛ i see how hard you work, how smart you are… and how you wish the people who matter would notice. ❜

❛ no one else believes in you like me. no one else is gonna give you what you deserve. ❜

❛ just don’t give up on me. ❜

❛ you gotta know your place, or you’re gonna catch a bullet. ❜

❛ you’re a disappointment. ❜

❛ you’re the devil. you’re the goddamn devil. ❜

❛ get your shit together and, uh… you know… be you. ❜

❛ all right, you stay put. don’t do anything that might call attention to yourself, all right? ❜

❛ if anybody sees me in here with you, i’m… ❜

❛ what do you say you and me go for a drive? ❜

❛ just like old times, huh? ❜

❛ you got no idea what it feels like, born into nothin’. ❜

❛ you don’t wanna put your gun to my back… make a big show of it? ❜

❛ you have always been a monster. ❜

❛ you’re never gonna find peace, you know that? ❜

❛ you’re going to hell… sweetheart. ❜

❛ i’ll save you a seat. ❜

❛ get some cups. snuck you in a little whiskey to celebrate. ❜

❛ you gotta tell me… just tell me you’re proud of me. ❜

❛ come on. just once. just tell me you’re proud of me. ❜

❛ tell me i did good! ❜

❛ i did it for you! i did it all for you, the whole thing! ❜

❛ you think she forgives me? ❜

❛ you know i couldn’t’ve done any of this shit without you, right? ❜

❛ thanks for taking a chance on me. ❜

❛ you’re family to me. ❜

❛ you and me… it’s all that’s left. ❜

❛ now, i don’t believe in kismet or nothing. but… it’s good that we met. ❜

❛ i can’t bring you with me this time. ❜

❛ that’s the thing about family. it’s your strength. it drives you. but fuck if it don’t make ya weak, too. and i can’t have that no more. ❜

❛ you got a good heart. ❜

❛ it wasn’t for nothin’. ❜

❛ dance with me, sweetheart. ❜

❛ tell me you love me. ❜

❛ tell me you’re proud of me. ❜

❛ i’m so proud of you. ❜

❛ nothing is standing in your way now. ❜

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4 more hours at work then

I’ll be home Scott free. What a day…

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐈𝐑𝐄 ; 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐍 An unknown text that of many a messiahs ; but never bound to one soul, but instead chooses its rightful successor. Except this time, it's never been more bound to one who's been erased from the very word existence until now. The last one to know of this book and arise from it was that of a Son of God. Only to be handed down and took on the name of one man who's also been considerate enough to rise from the dead by a miracle. It reads scripture: ∎ Time of Birthright: Lexeren Van Terrance 10 | 09 | 405AD ∎ Time of Deathright: Lexeren Van Terrance 12 | 05 | 4500[ED] A paradox in time made it so Lexeren's existence froze for approximately 4,095 years, in the expectation that he would awaken precisely when he needed to, under the red equinox moon, a lapse where time froze only once when a prayer was given to the all creator, granting the sun to still and the moon to stay in the same sky at the same time, so that the Israelites could defeat the Amorites ; a war of grand measure. Being the second time where it rewound and had fast forward was when the paradox happened, this occurrence only meant to happen once. 4000 years ; just enough passing to where the very earth reset, and 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐍 was recreated. Under the soil, the world repeated, only now there were demons and angels among the earth, more freely. The angels find themselves superior, and do their best to keep the recreation in one piece and offer hospitality and ease to most humans, but not all humans are trusting of these too good to be true promises and way of life, thus turn to demons and dark lords in rebellion. Whilst there is the original history of the Holy Book, there is another that is sentient and alive; now humbly bound to Lexeren. The grimoire's name ; 𝙇𝘼𝙕𝘼𝙍𝙐𝙎

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CLAPS. Like for a starter.

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𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖. His heartbeat was as steady as ever, the empty grimoire hovering ahead of him had hollowed out eyes, blinking every now and then at him, as if making sure Lexeren was following. ❝...Don't suppose you talk. ❞ It was a silly remark, since books clearly weren't meant to, only to be read upon. They'd been the only companions for as long as he could remember. What was to read than emptiness upon these pages. The book merely turned as they got to the top of a tall hill with that of an old black tree, still smoking as if freshly burned, yet the bark was old... Lexeren blinked and observed it, only to realize there was a single grave atop here. It was just as old, and the only thing noticeable was that of a lowercase t. -- giving the look of a cross. The grimoire rested in front of it and opened up to a blank page, a picture beginning to form of that ; a woman with long curled ginger like hair and white ends, similar to his own. The ink, it moved and looked right at him. There was suddenly no wind at all, air becoming sickly dense and thick, a fog beginning to form over the grass below him and around the gravestone. "🇱‌🇪‌🇽‌🇪‌🇷‌🇪‌🇳‌?"

The woman in the painting knew his name, her hair beginning to move within the painting as if the ink that made her image was water. Such a face was marked in gold and shared his eye color. Lexeren became wide eyed and tilted his head. ❝ ...You know me?❞ There were only few people in his life. This person... he'd never met, and yet she felt familiar, even if it was just a painting. Arms reached out and the fog from the ground stuck to the ink, giving off glossy skin as palms grasped his face, pulling herself up from the page fully. "🇭‌🇴‌🇼‌ 🇨‌🇴‌🇺‌🇱‌🇩‌ 🇮‌ 🇳‌🇴‌🇹‌? …🇮‌ 🇦‌🇲‌ 🇹‌🇭‌🇪‌ 🇴‌🇳‌🇪‌ 🇼‌🇭‌🇴‌ 🇨‌🇷‌🇪‌🇦‌🇹‌🇪‌🇩‌ 🇾‌🇴‌🇺‌. 🇲‌🇾‌ 🇧‌🇴‌🇾‌." The genuine happiness behind the face in front of him, also somehow felt hollow. Lexeren was unsure this was real. The doubts whispered in his head, making his body flinch to the touch. She was becoming real, the more Lexeren gave thought into it. She called him her's. Could this be...? Twyla and Hyleen wanted him to live, and find out the truth for himself of his past, in hopes to move forward, and fill in the holes which the universe had kept hidden. Digits intertwined with her's and kept them on his face.

❝...You're my. . . My real mother?❞ He was overwhelmed with curiosity and wonder at the woman who made such a bold claim, large ears lowering atop his head to hide in cool white locks. A voice suddenly came from behind, shouting at him, as another followed, a more deep and demonic.

𝙇𝙀𝙓𝙀𝙍𝙀𝙉. 𝙂𝙀𝙏 𝘼𝙒𝘼𝙔 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙃𝙀𝙍. 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 appeared from the other side of the dead tree, looming over the book, a glimpse of madness shining a red light over the eye of the demon, who's attempted to slam the book closed and keep the woman prisoner upon the page once more. Lexeren acted almost as an instinct and rushed in the way, swiftly maneuvering the grimoire to move under the other's attempt to lock her away.

❝ --Malphas, stop! You can't interfere with this! You hold no true concer-- ❞ The demon instantly interrupted, vines from the tree grasping and pulling Lexeren up and away from the book. This scenario was all too familiar, where he was unable to help someone even when all the might in his body wanted to -- determined to fight back. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙗𝙤𝙮. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡. 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 looked to the woman half way out of the painted page, struggling to get out, as if only that of the grimoire's soul could pull her out. As the demon stepped closer, a look of panic -- wide eyed -- did the woman become. 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙬? 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣? 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. Lexeren continued to struggle, his hair blazing as claws ripped free of the vines and he dashed forward. ❝ -- Leave her alone! ❞ "🇱‌🇪‌🇽‌🇪‌🇷‌🇪‌🇳‌ 🇳‌🇴‌, 🇧‌🇪‌ 🇸‌🇹‌🇮‌🇱‌🇱‌!" -- but it was too late, the demon grasped him by the throat and rose him well above his head, but his mother grasped at 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒's other arm and quickly pulled herself up and out of the painting, the tree's vines snatching at Lexeren once more, but his mother grasped both of his hands and pulled him forward, her teeth baring at 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 as four large horns and a black halo revealed themselves upon her head, two large tails forming, slithering around the demon's form and lunging forth to where he'd be pinned to the tree. All the while Lexeren dashed aback his mother's form in a piggy back, expressing that of his mother's threatening tone, both snarling. A claw dug into the pierced hole in the middle of the demon's chest, which stung, of course, but he managed a chuckle which turned into a full on laughing fit, a head shake as his crow mask disappeared to reveal his dark eyes. 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙧. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙅𝙪𝙙𝙖𝙨'𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙪𝙥𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨. 𝙄𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙝𝙢? 𝙏𝙤 𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣… 𝙇𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙝.

That name... He meant that Lilith?

A swift headbutt forward was enough to send her aback and two punches to the gut mid air, was enough to have Lexeren loose his grip and separate from Lilith, being grabbed by the wrists and pulled down by the vines of the tree again, keeping him upright against the burning dead bark, only for his arms to be pulled upwards above his head. Lilith tried to lunge back at 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 but ended up staying dead in her tracks as a black blade's edge was now at the boy's throat, the flat end pressed against his chin. Lilith snarled like an animal, claws tensing as her twin tails whipped behind her. Lexeren's breath felt short, the blade feeling deathly cold, like being touched again by death. "🇾‌🇴‌🇺‌'🇻‌🇪‌ 🇸‌🇭‌🇴‌🇼‌🇳‌ 🇭‌🇮‌🇲‌ 🇭‌🇴‌🇸‌🇵‌🇮‌🇹‌🇦‌🇱‌🇮‌🇹‌🇾‌. 🇱‌🇪‌🇹‌ 🇭‌🇮‌🇲‌ 🇧‌🇪‌, 🇲‌🇦‌🇱‌🇵‌🇭‌🇦‌🇸‌." The demon lowered his blade, those dark eyes squinting. The vines on the tree held Lexeren's head back in place, squeezing around his neck. The grip on that blade only tightened, however. 𝙃𝙢. 𝘿𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙨? 𝙄𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙬? 𝙊𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚���� 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙃𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 … 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙢? 𝙒𝙝𝙮? Even Lexeren wanted to know, the glow in his eyes began to reflect as he did his best to look back at his mother, wanting to know the truth. It's why he was here. Lilith merely smiled and shook her head. "🇸‌🇺‌🇨‌🇭‌ 🇦‌ 🇧‌🇮‌🇷‌🇩‌ 🇧‌🇷‌🇦‌🇮‌🇳‌ 🇾‌🇴‌🇺‌ 🇸‌🇹‌🇮‌🇱‌🇱‌ 🇭‌🇦‌🇻‌🇪‌. 🇭‌🇪‌ 🇮‌🇸‌ 🇳‌🇴‌ 🇸‌🇴‌🇳‌ 🇴‌🇫‌ 🇦‌🇩‌🇦‌🇲‌. 🇮‌🇫‌ 🇭‌🇪‌ 🇼‌🇪‌🇷‌🇪‌, 🇭‌🇮‌🇸‌ 🇸‌🇴‌🇺‌🇱‌ 🇼‌🇴‌🇺‌🇱‌🇩‌'🇻‌🇪‌ 🇦‌🇷‌🇷‌🇮‌🇻‌🇪‌🇩‌ 🇮‌🇳‌ 🇭‌🇪‌🇦‌🇻‌🇪‌🇳‌." She continued on, lowering herself in a stance. Zipping through time itself, Lilith appeared closer, the dark halo above her head spinning, giving off a sinister glow. Her grin widened daringly pressing her body right up against the demon's almost in a seductive matter, eyes glowing a brighter, more vibrant pink. "🇧‌🇾‌ 🇦‌🇱‌🇱‌ 🇲‌🇪‌🇦‌🇳‌🇸‌ 🇾‌🇴‌🇺‌ 🇨‌🇦‌🇳‌ 🇩‌🇴‌ 🇦‌🇸‌ 🇾‌🇴‌🇺‌ 🇼‌🇮‌🇸‌🇭‌ 🇹‌🇴‌ 🇲‌🇪‌, 🇹‌🇭‌🇮‌🇸‌ 🇧‌🇴‌🇩‌🇾‌ 🇴‌🇫‌ 🇲‌🇮‌🇳‌🇪‌, 🇲‌🇦‌🇩‌🇪‌ 🇴‌🇫‌ 🇸‌🇴‌🇮‌🇱‌ 🇦‌🇳‌🇩‌ 🇦‌🇸‌🇭‌. 🇩‌🇴‌🇳‌'🇹‌ 🇸‌🇵‌🇦‌🇷‌🇪‌ 🇹‌🇭‌🇪‌ 🇷‌🇴‌🇩‌ 🇫‌🇴‌🇷‌ 🇲‌🇪‌, 🇧‌🇺‌🇹‌ 🇸‌🇵‌🇦‌🇷‌🇪‌ 🇹‌🇭‌🇪‌ 🇨‌🇭‌🇮‌🇱‌🇩‌." 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒's eyes went from pure black to a bright golden, as if even his eyes were not so dead and hollow after all. A grunt left his throat, but not from such an advance, but in slight pain, being possessed slowly by the thing Lilith knew how to do best... But the demon smiled back, through grunts were low huffed chuckles. Slowly he leaned in to press his lips to Lilith's ear. 𝘼 𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙣. One hand gripped Lilith's hair and shoved her back. The blade swung forward, Lexeren's body bending backwards to save his neck from getting slashed, but could not do so for his ensnared arms... The grimoire arose, opening perfectly in the middle and charging up the same spell that was cast upon the demon back in The Sun Drop of Heaven ; ticking faster and faster. Lilith grabbed the blade and shook it from the demon's grip, sliding it through his abdomen, keeping him connected to the burned tree, wings revealing themselves upon the first woman's back. One last glance at the demon before a beam of light consumed him. Lexeren felt the blood rush to his throat and the light fading, but before his body fell limp from losing so much blood, the last thing he could remember was Lilith catching him. The world faded to black...

[lcxeren]

Hi yes hello — I am so determined to get those Drabbles out there but I just keep being pulled away, wanting full concentration and solitude for building the mood to write and yet there’s always something. The big one is coming / almost done.

Then I’ll be able to get more on lexerens main bio page n world building. I also really want to interact with others but things for lex have yet to transpire fully. For that I am sorry, I want to reach out and yet things aren’t done quite yet. I see so many people I wanna reach out to already .. I feel terrible that I’ve not worked up the courage to do so.

Maybe I’ll do another starter call later when things are less hellish.

[lcxeren]

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐂𝐊 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍, 𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇. When all of these realms were yet to be experienced, only did it feel like such a short time, despite being under the wings of a high standing demon. There was no contract, only a bond. A fascination with a soul that merely doesn't have a story to it. An existence not bound to any star, but somehow answered to the red moon which lit the sky ablaze. It'd been six weeks past and he'd been out of The Sun Drop of Heaven. Deeply he missed those in which he wished to stay with forever. The wind of the world, however, had different plans for him. Midnight hours, and eyes calmly looked up at the moon, wind brushing through his hair and tickling the skin of his face.

All the while, behind it was that of a face, not being able to be seen by moral eyes, looking within the other side of it, in the voided cosmos above, staring right back at Lexeren through an orb that mimicked the glow. 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 watched over the world like a crow hidden in the shadows. What he'd been curious about were two things ; if Lexeren could see him beyond this illusion, as to why he stared so effortlessly at the sky above, and have the audacity to want more than what he asked for... The demon leaned in wonder. 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙢𝙚, 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙? 𝙒𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙤?

There was no reaction ... at first. Just a smirk, then a turn, Lexeren walking away with his head held high. To mock the mere question. Hellflame flickered in the void as feathers gathered, surrounding the demon and vanishing. It was time to pay a visit to the one place Lexeren held dear.

There was no shadow where 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 walked, long cloak made of feathers looked like angel wings, turned to ash and leaving behind smoke in his trail instead, crossing that red bridge and into The Sundrop Of Heaven. How many times had the answer he'd asked been the same? What more could Lexeren's soul want other than this -- the point of this place if he was only going to leave it? 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 thought it would vanish as soon as Lexeren stepped away from it. There was this... feeling. A sense of both dread and greatness. The demon walked straight through the large city to knock on one door. His mothers opened it and took note of the stranger, or... rather not so much. They both shifted their gaze to one another, which only cleared suspicions. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘓𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦?

Hyleen rose a hand to pardon the demon as Twyla merely lowered her chin. "There was no force of any light or dark plain that was going to stop him from what he was destined to become. There's something even you don't know, President." Hyleen spoke, almost unafraid. "He must live... We swore to have him do so." Twyla chimed in, gently grasping onto Hyleen's arm. "There is a secret we took to our graves once, knowing we'd be looked after, if not by Lexeren, then by his mother. His real mother." Hyleen's eyes matched the grin on her face, brave and high standing.

𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 dared not harm those who did not steer him wrong, as these souls were not tied to him. There was something he did notice, however. A pull of sorcery coming from beyond the door, one that had been keeping him from pushing them back to enter. The light shifted in the demon's eyes as his crow like mask disappeared to reveal the rest of his face. Beyond the door was a dancing painting, a black and white coat made with a brush which made it move. To the naked eye, it looked like a simple drawing of a clock, but deep within the lines were sparks of light coming from very small written symbols. Celestial symbols. 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 stood back, mouth half agape to the shifting symbols. Impossible. …𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩? 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜?

They both said nothing, almost as if their tongues were tied. Both of them realized this was no ordinary magic Lexeren learned, that came so naturally. 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐒 went to strike Hyleen's face, the swing meant to be quick and easy, but the symbols beyond the door clicked in place, and sent a small beam of bright light, sending the demon back, so far back that he ended up on the other side of the bridge again, leaving a whole where it pierced him. The demon was in shock, as smoke came from the wound; having trouble regenerate in a snap, but this light... was that of heaven. Was this spell of Lexeren's doing? Who... what was he? This soul? A grunt left the demon, a large set of claws putting pressure on the fresh wound.

𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙚. 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛.

[lcxeren]

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄𝐒 ; 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒. Sometimes they came hand in hand. It'd been at least five years since this... resurrection. A mind like his still fractured on the perspective in which this reality he'd rebirth'd from blood and sorcery. Lexeren felt grace in repression, personifying it in a new type of magic. Discovering ink can come to life if he deemed it. His mothers became concerned, after drowning in wanting to perfect it. Every day after being in the open field to practice did he find himself mindlessly staring away at the bridge beyond the city. If he went beyond, would everything he rebuilt, Would the ones he love most vanish in flame again? It's where they found him, ever in wonder.

His mothers came from behind and pressed palms to each shoulder. Twyla held the grimoire. After using it, the color had faded, as if the life it held was now here. The red in his hair began to flame, thinking he could have easily buried that book ; but one cannot simply forget about a soul... no matter how much time has passed. Twyla lifted Lexeren's chin and presented a warm smile. No words needed to be mentioned, it was all in the eyes, but he was concerned. If he left, would this place disappear again? Would it disappear into hell from once it came? The flame of his heart was set here; The Sun Drop Of Heaven. It was that way because the two people he loved most were here, in front of him. Cheek brushed into his mother's palm, lashes batting closed to keep in tears as hands lifted the book from her's. ❝ What if I turn around, and you aren't there? I.. can't lose you two again. ❞ The wind began to pick up, as if pushing Lexeren away, a new leaf turning in the story yet to be written. "We will be here, no matter where you go, but you must explore your next chapter, instead of hide here in fear of life. You must go, my dear boy." Once more did he look to his mothers' and took a breath in, having taken his first step upon the red bridge. It was the hardest step he's had to take in his entire existence, but with his mothers' faith in him made him walk with the wind, the bridge feeling as though it was stretching, but still he moved forward, eventually his speed quickening, leaves falling and flowing with the current of the wind, Lexeren running, feeling his shadow getting smaller and smaller behind him until it was facing him on the ground, stopping dead in his tracks as feet was now on the wet grass on the other side. He wanted to look back badly, oh so badly, but knew the distance now was too great to even see his mother's faces. The air was a lot less heavy, like a fog had been lifted, and the grass seemed more vibrant in it's green color. He was using such observation as a distraction to keep his head from snapping back. Alright... onward then. It's time to discover a world beyond...

[lcxeren]

🇱‌🇪‌🇽‌🇪‌🇷‌🇪‌🇳‌ 🇹‌🇪‌🇷‌🇷‌🇦‌🇳‌🇨‌🇪‌ ➥ 「 The Ink Mage 」

[lcxeren]

Immaculate red hair soon soothes itself into much cooler colors, once the other is a bit closer and taking such a generous offer from him, does Lexeren's much personified defenses lack in batter, like a flame calming. Close eyes watched every move, however, head merely shifting to the right and four puffed tails behind him swiftly swaying back and forth to the ticking of time. Brows rose, as did his wide fox like ears to -- both the device and his words -- giving a smile to the remark and quickly did it widen to the question that followed. It was why this situation seemed so ironic to him. Lexeren, then, reached into his small pack and took out a small paint brush, fairly new, pressing the tip into the bucket of water. ❝ It seems as of right now, you're where you want to be. ❞ The water began to turn to black; dark ink, and began to bubble, once the paintbrush was lifted did the newly formed ink follow. ❝ You crossed a bridge to get here, ❞ he said, using the ink to draw as if the world itself was made of paper, creating that of which he spoke. ❝ and in so doing, you managed to find yourself in a place called The Sun Drop of Heaven. That is why I ... found this greeting ironic. ❞ Lexeren continued to paint around them, the old drawings evaporating into nothingness. Black ink shifted into reds and greens to paint the faces in which he's seen come and go from here, and then did his best to use it to portrait the other's face, the ink animating the wings on their head and bright halo. ❝ Many have come and gone in due time. I must say, ❞ Lexeren once more stood next to the angelic stranger, eyes shifting from his painting floating aloof and back to the face which he took inspiration from, rubbing his own chin. ❝ Out of everyone I've met, you seem to be the most unique. ❞ There was a pause before he tucked the paint brush behind his ear and took a bow of his head. ❝ Allow me to be the first to welcome you. I'm Lexeren. ❞

silhouetted  by  a  strip  of  silvery  moonlight,  he  makes  for  quite  the  sight.  the  luminescence  paints  his  hair  an  even  paler  hue  —  of  mercury  and  untouched  snow,  paired  with  eyes  that  glint  like  molten  gold.  his  halo  reflects  the  glow  above  him,  casting  the  halovian's  features  in  an  eerie,  ethereal  light.  (  angelic,  some  might  say.  )  at  the  sound  of  the  stranger's  near-reverent  voice,  his  wings  twitch  —  a  reflex  born  from  confusion,  surprise  or  perhaps  even  fear.  sunday  doesn't  speak  —  doesn't  react  beyond  merely  turning  to  face  the  other  fully,  watching  the  basket  of  water  slide  to  a  stop  at  his  feet.  he  greets  the  sight  with  a  slow  blink,  trying  to  make  sense  of  the  stranger's  words.  he  doesn't  seem  to  mean  him  harm  —  which  is  fortunate,  though  sunday  cannot  help  but  wonder  if  he's  been  mistaken  for  someone  (  or  something  )  else.

❝  thank  you.  ❞   a  hand  presses  lightly  to  his  chest;  a  dip  of  the  head  to  express  gratitude.  ❝  the  generosity  you  show  a  stranger  is  commendable ...  not  to  mention,  very  much  appreciated.  ❞  thirst  does  itch  at  the  back  of  his  throat;  a  sandpaper  sensation  that  makes  every  swallow  uncomfortable.  sunday  has  been  wandering  for  quite  a  while  now,  taking  frequent  and  anxious  glances  at  his  phone  in  the  hopes  of  acquiring  a  signal  —  yet  to  no  avail.  every  text  he  sends  to  his  companions  is  greeted  with  the  same  automated  response;  failure,  failure,  failure.  it's  worrying,  to  say  the  least.

swallowing  thickly,  gaze  then  flicks  to  the  newcomer.  his  only  hope,  as  the  case  may  be.   ❝  kind  stranger,  ❞   the  halovian  says,  ❝  could  you  tell  me  where  i  am?  ❞  he  pauses  for  a  moment,  as  though  choosing  his  words  with  the  care  of  one  assembling  a  particularly  intricate  puzzle.   ❝  have  you  heard  of  anything  strange  happening  lately?  anyone ...  else  appearing  as  unexpectedly  as  i  have.  ❞