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Lyssa

Divine Four

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a character in “Guardians of the Divine”, as played by Maestro

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filertext"I see doubt built upon it, Be thinned-out, spilt upon it, Easy vows built upon it, Be without, guilt upon it."
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ROLE: Divine Four | FC: Afuro Terumi | BEAST NAME:Lieu
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✘ ✘ ✘ "Deep in doubt, Wilt on it, Be Worn Down, Linger on it."xImage
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R O L E
Divine Four | Cerberus

P A R T N E R
Guardian Four | Galaya Rinson

G E N D E R
Unknown

A G E
759

S E X U A L I T Y
Pansexual

R E A S O N/P O W E R
Two known and distinct personalities reside within this vessel; the dominant personality, the femme fatale, otherwise known as Lyssa, and a kindred, timid spirit that calls itself Lycaon. This goes beyond a simple case of dissociative identity disorder, however, as this seamless transition is accompanied by clear physical changes; with Lyssa encompassing all the anatomical characteristics of a female, whereas Lycaon is male. Aside from the ability to alter one’s anatomical structure and the dual nature of Lyssa/Lycaon, they possess a mastery over the powers of darkness, and poison(s). Lyssa’s lips are said to bring any man to their knees, as a single kiss means death for any of those fortunate enough to feel loves cold embrace. And Lycaon lurks in the shadows; drowning out the light of even the brightest star, his powers are strongest in the night.

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XXGENERAL A P P E A R A N C E


At first glance, Lyssa/Lycaon present an unintimidating target, frail and curvy, with curly ashen locks that fall below their hips. With a smooth and creamy-white complexion, Lyssa's eyes radiate a crimson-red hue, whereas Lycaon's dull considerably, losing some of their luster in the transition. With Lyssa in the light, her breast are relatively small, and there is a bounce in her step, her every movement as graceful as the last. But, there is almost a mischievous glimmer in her eyes, mixed with her unnerving grin, that gives away her seductive, yet cold and calculating nature. Lycaon, on the other hand, has only sadness in his eyes, a reflection of his inner despair. Neither frown nor smile paints his almost emotionless veneer. Whereas Lyssa’s voice could disarm even the most unwavering soul, Lycaon speaks in a low, hesitant voice, his eyes avoidant of others who might seek to unravel the secrets within.

There are some subtleties to tell the pair apart, especially as they can switch without notice. When Lyssa is in charge, she usually lets her hair loose, her bangs hanging in her face; while Lycaon likes to tie his hair neatly back. Lyssa is also left-handed, with Lycaon preferring to use his right hand. Lyssa can be more liberal with her wardrobe at times, opting to expose more of herself than some would care for while embarrassing Lycaon in the process who tends to be more conservative. They also wear a gold clasp around their wrist, and it can be seen changing to their non-dominant hand regularly depending on which of them is present in the moment.


XXHALF BEAST

It is thought that in their beast form, Lyssa and Lycaon’s personalities are merged, but no such truth to this claim has ever been entirely proven. In their half-beast form, their arms mutate, growing black fur while their hands change into weapons – giant paws with razor-sharp nails strong enough to slice through flesh and bone. A long, scaly tail also sprouts from behind, a viper whose poison is toxic enough to kill a thousand men. With long tendrils hanging from their face, a head of snakes appears, each more poisonous than the next. Their teeth also extend, transforming into sharp canines. In this form, the senses improve considerably, with an increased sense of sight, hearing, strength, and speed.


XXFULL BEAST

Taking on the form of a colossal two-headed hellhound, their fur is as black as night and nails razor sharp. Eyes retaining their crimson-hue, the mane on their back is a bed of snakes, and their tail takes the form of a vicious viper that has a mind of its own. With two large drooling heads and several rows of sharp pearly-white teeth, anyone unfortunate enough to stand in the wake of Cerberus and survive would only recall the smell of death. Darkness emanates from the creature’s form, and it is said that poison runs through its veins. In a weakened state, Cerberus' form, while deadly, is restrained, and only about the size of an ordinary human dog.


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Lyssa and Lycaon have very distinct personalities. Lyssa fashions herself as the dominant one, someone who likes to take charge. She is quite mischievous, and has a deep-seated disdain for humans; however, she knows her place, and plays her part to perfection, preferring manipulation to violence. Cold and calculating, she is extremely intelligent and willing to use her womanly virtues to her advantage no matter the cost. As brash as she is sarcastic, she does have a soft side, as she is very protective over other Beasts and Divine alike. Placing loyalty above all else, she fully embraces the sanctity of her position and responsibility.

Lycaon, on the other hand, is quite complacent, having long ago accepted that he was a prisoner, nothing more and nothing less. This was man’s world, and he simply lived in it. To a degree, he almost pities the humans, carrying a soft spot for them. Faced with such unrivaled power, they gave in to their own inner nature, one of greed and selfish desire. It was fate that the two species clashed, nature simply taking its course as man stomped out that which they did not understand. If anything, Lycaon is under the belief that the Divine are perversions of nature, something that should have never been and should never be. For the most part, however, Lycaon keeps to himself, in a daze most of the time, daydreaming of a world outside the temple he has long called home for the last 759 years. Yet, in quiet moments, he can be seen talking to himself... resulting in some labeling him as mad.

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Lyssa has been known to have a fondness for confections, with a tray of sweets never far behind. At the same time, she enjoys toying with others, gauging their reactions, and testing their defenses methodically. She does, however, have a deep-seated loyalty for her fellow Divines and Beasts alike, willing to protect them at all costs.

Despising humans, she is disgusted by them, and while she plays by their rules within reason, she would not hesitate to put them down if given the chance. Lyssa also hates to lose. Fancying herself as superior in comparison to others, she loathes those who manage to stay one step ahead of her. She also hates being a prisoner, itching to escape into the world and exert her wrath on her captors.

Lycaon, on the other hand, loves the dark – preferring the silence and solitude that come with it. Usually, he can be found awake in the late hours of the night, staring out into the midnight sky and dreaming of a world beyond the horizon. He also likes to draw, and after 759 years, he is quite skilled in the art. His fondness for humans has even led to him taking commissions, his work selling for a considerable sum.

He loathes the sun and does his best to avoid his fellow Divines and Beasts when he can help it – preferring the company of humans or nature to that of his own kind. Any reference to Lyssa can also set him off, as he hates being compared to her.

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Q U I R K ;
Perfection; Lyssa is obsessed with beauty and perfection. There must be a place for everything and everything is in its place. She makes it an utmost point that she is always presentable, even though she has a penchant for wearing clothing that leaves a little too much to be desired. Madness; Lycaon, on the other hand, is regularly seen talking to himself, going through the motions of entire conversations if he is at it long enough.

S T R E N G T H ;
Intelligence; Lyssa is extremely intelligent. Cold and calculating, her methodical yet charming nature makes her quite dangerous in the presence of those who cannot see through to her true intent. Equally, Lycaon is wiser than he appears, and it is not uncommon for some to come seeking his advice - if he is in the mood to give it. Compassion; Both Lyssa and Lycaon express compassion to a degree. Lyssa, for all her quirks, believes Divines and Beasts to be the superior race, and treats them as such, holding them in the high regard she feels they deserve. Lycaon paradoxically expresses sympathy for the humans, wishing to understand them rather than shun them. Senses; Due to the nature of their beast form, Lyssa and Lycaon have very sharp senses. It is rare for anyone to get the drop on them, as they can hear a rat scurry in the dark from a few miles away. They can also see in the dark, and have a very good nose for things.

W E A K N E S S ;
Pride; Lyssa is a prideful being, one who basks in the glow of flattery, and will fly into a rage with any sign of disrespect. In the presence of those who disagree with her, her wrath can be unforgiving. Sociability; Lycaon can be quite socially awkward, his words lacking emotion. He has difficulties carrying on a conversation, or at times fully understanding the emotional struggles of others. Duality; Due to the nature of Lyssa and Lycaon's cohabitation, while Lyssa has the upper hand, interacting with the pair can be fraught with difficulty as they both are in a constant war to be in the light. Typically, Lyssa rules the day, and Lycaon the night - the pair rarely sleeps. But they have been known to fight internally amongst themselves.

F E A R ;
Loss; An innate fear that neither Lyssa or Lycaon will admit is loss of control. While they have both coexisted for 759 years, they both are uncertain about their place in the world. In the end, were they destined to coexist? Or is it inevitable that only one of them can survive? Freedom; A single fear likely shared amongst most of the Divine is that they will never be free. That they will spend their eternity trapped in an endless cycle, one Guardian after the next without any hope of escape. Lyssa wishes to reclaim their place at the top of the food chain, while Lycaon simply wishes to travel and see the world.

S E C R E T ;
Rule of Three; Lycaon has been criticized for being a bit mad, but unbeknownst to Lyssa, he harbors a dark secret. While Lyssa and Lycaon have long coexisted, there may be an even darker, more destructive force lying in wait. And Lycaon's conversations with himself could be more than anyone bargained for. Envy; Lyssa comes across as overly dominant, yet loyal to her siblings and other Beasts. However, she is envious of her siblings. Envious of their power, and the fact that she pales in comparison to them due to her inexperience. She feels a constant need to prove herself, and while she has love for her kin, deep down, she wants to claim her place at the top.

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__F A M I L YOfelia // Unknown // Older Sibling
Adonis // Unknown // Older Sibling__
Ki // 759 // Older Sibling__

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CS - Verix
CS Edits - Scra
Inspiration - Verix & Scra
Played - Maestro
Dialogue #715DC0Thoughts #376928

So begins...

Lyssa's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Adelaide Greywater Character Portrait: Junichi Takahashi Character Portrait: Ki Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Galaya Rinson Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Valerys Astraryen

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Eden is a Holy Land that has ruled in peace and prosperity for generations. As other countries have come and gone Eden withstood the test of time. The poorest of Eden’s citizens are living comfortably, without much struggle. Their land blooms beautifully and their crops are plentiful no matter the season. No droughts, no natural disasters, nothing that can cause Eden to suffer has happened since its birth. How can such a country be so wealthy? Everyone knows it is because of the inhabitants that live in Eden, Beasts. Mightier than any human, creatures of unnatural abilities and beauty. No country dares to fight against Eden knowing that such monsters are its enemies. Beasts have been apart of Eden’s history since the beginning, slaves only to that country and kept close so that no other land can get their hands on them. The Beasts of Eden have become a common name when referring to the monsters. Eden uses them for everything: soldiers, slaves, servants, workers, pets. Beasts have been integrated into that society. But everyone wonders how Eden could control such powerful creatures. And those countries who have lived long enough have answered all the same, Divines. Divines, the gods of Eden. Deities of unimaginable powers that not even the Beasts could withstand. The Beasts worship and adore them, willing to be enslaved by humans just so their sovereigns can be kept safe. Though presented as mere trophies, other countries know if they ever seriously went to war with Eden the Divines would be there to defend it. Eden is untouchable if the Divines are their protectors. And Eden knew this.

How do you keep these god-like deities in check? Guardians. Eden’s most praised citizens, who have sacrificed part of their lives to seal the Divines powers and keep them chained to Eden. But such power comes with a price, and so, the Guardian must be replaced every ten years. It is now the start of the 75th generation of Guardians. A generation that will go down in history as, the Last Guardians.

Winter is now starting to turn into Spring and gentle warm breezes are passing through Eden. The 75th Guardians have just finished fixing up their rooms in their new Temple. They have been called to an audience with the King, Priestess, and some other officials who wish to witness their first interaction with the Divines in the audience room. Since acquiring their roles this is the first time the Guardians have gotten to personally met their Divines. Now with the audience seated and the Guardians patiently waiting in the center of the room, it is time for the Divines, guided by Beast servants, to arrive.

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Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Quinn

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"He was one of those creatures who are just simmering there all the time with a silly sort of wickedness. Miserable devils who have no business living at all."---Joseph Conrad.


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Seventy-four times. That was how many times they had been forced to endure the same trivial and mundane pageantry. There had been seventy-four Guardians, and Lyssa/Lycaon would, if they had not already, outlive them all. And once the next cycle had ended, it would repeat… a chain of events that seemed to have no end in sight. The seventy-fifth would be no different. Just as insignificant and fickle as the last, or the next for the matter.

Lycaon drug his feet as he walked, lacking any enthusiasm for what would surely be a dull political affair. His arms hanging by his sides, he was flanked by two beasts, one to each side of him. The one to his right was named Roxa. She was rather small, a creature with the horned head of a wolf, and the strong legs of a dragon. With dark-purple hair and blue scaly-legs, she was an odd sight, walking quietly behind her master, her wings wrapped around her and tail bobbing behind her as she remained ever close to Lycaon. To his left was Falkor, a creature that had a looming presence. A hellhound, he had midnight-black fur and paws that were large enough to crush a man's skull. With snarling canines and a vicious demeanor, his frigid blue eyes scanned the area, wary of any potential threats to Lycaon. While Falkor and Roxa could not have been more different, the one thing they did have in common was an undying devotion towards Lyssa and Lycaon. Being that their form was that of Cerberus, who once stood guard at the Gates of Hell, it was not unusual to see that most of the Beasts who surrounded them were of a canine variety.

“Cheer up, Lycaon!” A sprightful voice could be heard - but only in the recesses of Lycaon’s own mind. “Why would I do a dreadful thing like that?” Lycaon could be heard mumbling under his breath to himself, his eyes glancing at his siblings suspiciously as if he were afraid of drawing attention to himself. “Well, aren’t you a little chippy? Would love to be there, but you have always had a ‘thing’ for humans. Personally, they disgust me. Frail bodies and weak minds… the only pleasant thing about their lives is how meaningless and short they are.” Lycaon scoffed, “Yes. Because you are so high and mighty. Maybe if you had any balls…” His words were cut short as Lyssa interrupted him. “Now, now. No need to get testy. You know how I adore making a proper entrance. Someone must keep these pathetic Guardians on their toes because if I do not, who will? Not like we can expect anything out of you. Sometimes I wonder if I should have been the one born with balls.”

Lycaon tensed up, his fists clenching into a ball. “They are not all bad!” His outburst would no doubt catch the attention of others, but he seemed to shrug such concerns away as he continued walking – as if nothing had happened. “Besides, with seventy-four Guardians, there were bound to be a few bad apples.” Lyssa’s laughing seemed to almost echo in every corner of his mind. “Hah! A few? That is the understatement of the year. I should know. I have been counting a miserable 759 of them. I swear, sometimes I think you take for granted everything I have had to do to keep US safe.” Lyssa had done many things over the last seven centuries to protect them; ungodly things done out of necessity. It was a cruel world, and Lyssa of all people made no mistake in accepting that they were anything but prisoners. Their purpose, their very existence, was one of eternal servitude to the powers who ruled over Eden. She had no other recourse but to play along… at least for now…

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Junichi Takahashi Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Galaya Rinson Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Valerys Astraryen Character Portrait: Quinn

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And it's your dream to be the king of all creation
As far as I'm concerned you've hung your shadow on the wall
And though your fingers never really pulled the trigger
Your hands are just as guilty,
You're the one who bought the blood


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xxxxxAdelaide had been keeping a close eye on her father since they arrived in the audience room. She had taken only a moment to survey her surroundings- Addie had been in dozens of similar throne rooms, and the luxury was familiar to her like it wasn't to many of her peers. She looked to the King for approval- she had been a Guardian for three weeks now, a feat neither of his other children had accomplished. However, the man hadn't given her a sideways glance since they'd been led in like sheep to be watched and discussed by the nobles and priests. Addie was used to these affairs; she had an endless tolerance for small talk and fancy dresses. Her mind, on the other hand, was whirling with thoughts of the Divines. She'd been going through the motions for almost a month now, but still hadn't gotten a glimpse of her partner, the first Divine.

As much training as she'd done, and even though she'd been picked as one of the final four Guardians, Adelaide still felt unprepared. From an outside view, she and the Priestess's boy probably looked the most at home here- but the princess hated being out of control. She had a few castle servants posted around the grounds keeping an eye on things, and one or two officials who owed her a favor in case something went terribly wrong, but it wasn't enough to soothe her nerves entirely. She shifted her weight slightly, feeling the stiffness of a hidden knife pressing against her calf.

Addie didn't dare break her poise, but surveyed her companions with a stoic air. The other three Guardians were an eclectic mix of people. To her right was Lord Valerys, part of the massive and convoluted bloodline stemming from the Priestess. The Guardians hadn't gotten much unsupervised time together, but Adelaide saw a kindred spirit in the boy. Both had been raised with high expectations, in close proximity to royalty and power. The two had been familiar with each other long before they had entered Guardian training, in fact, since the church and state were so closely tied. He was intelligent and observant, and a worthy opponent in battle- someone who truly deserved the title of Guardian.

The other two, Addie was less sure about. Junichi and Galaya were both commoners, giving them little esteem from the start. However, the princess knew better than to underestimate a street rat- they were fierce, and clever gamblers. Neither struck her as outright poor, though. Galaya had been an orphan, and Junichi the younger brother of one of the previous Guardians. Both were much more reluctant to interact with her, and the blonde seemed outright intimidated. From the brief interactions she'd had with Junichi, he'd seemed to have something to prove- a chip on his shoulder that kept him driven and dedicated. She respected that, sure, but he was also abrasive and reclusive. Addie hoped that he wouldn't cause any trouble for the rest of them with his stubbornness and need to prove himself. She could understand having a desire to be validated, but there was a right way to go about it- and Junichi was going the absolute wrong way.

Galaya, on the other hand, was a mystery. She was small and fragile, and looked completely out of place among royals and priests. Adelaide hadn't been able to figure out what reason the girl had for pursuing a Guardian role- she lacked the bold charisma or strategic cunning that the other three shared. Galaya seemed to simply want to be there. The girl was sweet enough, and there was something refreshing about her- like a salty ocean breeze among crowded city fumes. Adelaide almost found herself drawn to protect the girl- even though being a Guardian meant that she could take care of herself, in whatever manner it happened to be.

Adelaide's attention returned to the king as all of the officials filed into place. Was it finally time? Dozens of sets of eyes turned to the ornate doors, and the tension in the room thickened. This was what they had been waiting for, all this time. They'd read scrolls, taken tests, undergone rituals, all for this moment.

But did anyone truly feel ready?

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"The LORD God said to the serpent, "Because you have done this, Cursed are you more than all cattle, And more than every beast of the field; On your belly you will go, And dust you will eat All the days of your life"

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All she wanted to do was return to her pillow-infested bedroom.

Back then, Quinn was numb to this fated ritual. Every 10 years, she was forced into a single day dedicated to frivolous ceremonies and formalities. Honors of the highest caliber given to her captors as she fit into her well-formed role as trophy. To say she was sick was an understatement, she was used to tight leashes, but some creeper breathing down her neck was highly unnecessary.

Though..she wouldn't mind if said creepy was named Reiji.

All divines were obligated to attend the ceremony, but it was the first in a long-time that Quinn was looking forward to it. Not so much because of the induction itself, but because of a certain someone's presence. Dashing Reiji would've been present for the transfer..though Quinn was not fond of how quickly their time together came to a close. Their days together seemed like they could never end, something Quinn never thought she would say about her guardian. Coupled with the fact that Quinn couldn't tell the difference between 10 years and 10 months truly places Reiji in her good graces. He was undoubtedly her best guardian to this date..and he looked amazing with his hair slicked back like that.

She was awakened from her drooling daze by a nudge on the shoulder. The 2 red-collared beasts that were accompanying her pointed to the corridor she was supposed to turn into.

Quinn was usually more on top of things such as this. From birth, she had been forced into this play, given a role she doesn't want to perform and lines she doesn't want to read. Despite this, Quinn follows orders without question. For the ensured safety of her friends, and the promised freedom of her family.

She glanced at the grotesquely muscular guards. One possessed the head of a lion, clenching tightly on a 10 foot long halberd. The other was noticeably shorter, but had the head of a snapping crocodile. They've been her..retainers for as long as she could remember, but she possessed no attachment to them. Getting close to another group of beasts would surely end poorly and she knew without doubt that the queen had enlisted them to not only guard her, but to guard against her as well.

Quinn tugged on her constricting dress. Like a prey struggling for life against a fierce python, Quinn always felt that she was in eternal combat with the clothing the royals expect her to wear. She'd rather wear much less, or nothing at all, despite the implications of being unladylike. Although, she felt like a porcelain doll, maybe Reiji would appreciate the change in wardrobe?

As she made her way to the entrance, she caught glimpse of her younger sibling. Despite her meager advantage in age, Quinn felt the need to rub it in their faces. All she wanted to do was hug them, or Ofi..but she had to exercise some form of etiquette. Disregarding that thought instantaneously, Quinn snuck up and nibbled on their ear to get their attention.

"You ready?"

Only a few more hours of straightening her back, then she can go back to her pillow fort.

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Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Quinn

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There exists a limit to the force even the most powerful may apply without destroying themselves. Judging this limit is the true artistry of government. Misuse of power is the fatal sin. The law cannot be a tool of vengeance, never a hostage, nor a fortification against the martyrs it has created. You cannot threaten any individual and escape the consequences.

DIALOGUE #d0726cTHOUGHTS #3feaea
DIALOGUE #559f0fTHOUGHTS #f5bb4a
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The woman who called herself Ofelia, at least in this place, frowned at the pillow on which she had been resting her head. Typically, sleep would come easy to her, as the setting of the sun acted in tandem with her metabolic processes and the earth and her body temperature alike cooled. Though this process of hers - like all acts of nature - was a mechanism of her own design; and when her thoughts rattled around her mind like a caged bird it threw a wrench into its moving parts. To fall asleep was important and she knew this, of course, which only added to her growing frustration in turn.

She had much to ruminate on, her brain slowly chugging away on the thoughts like a cow did cud, and as the moonlight pooled through the many windows of her room she wondered if Adonis was experiencing as much difficulty with his own task. At the thought she let out an audible laugh, a thunderclap compared to the silence that preceded it, and repositioned herself in her bed.

For reasons that needn't be said, she expected that he was having no trouble at all. Instead, she turned her energy once more to calming her thoughts and hoped that sleep would overcome her soon, lest her sibling grow annoyed at her increasing length of absence.

And so, it did.



A sweet sigh escaped Adonis' lips, "Oh. Ofi is thinking about me~"

"What?", the human huffed. Adonis peered down at the dazed man, occupied with other things, he hadn't noticed that the cloth provided for Uryan had slipped off. Opps.

"No wonder you stopped making sounds on the third round." Adonis fastened the cloth back onto Uryan's mouth, though it would do little to help the damage already done, "There we go. Much better~"

Uryan gasped, "...Thanks." He took a second to breathe in the unpolluted air, his mind slowly lifting from the foggy daze. When he started to regain most of his senses, he remembered his question once more. "You were speaking that language again. What did you say?"

Adonis grinned, he was honestly surprised that Uryan was able to hear him in his confused state. He had known the human for a little over five years, and recently he'd begun showing small signs of resistance against the scent of his lotuses. Granted, Adonis made sure to never give off a strong enough smell to harm him. "Divine Aui, you being on top of me - grinning - makes me feel as if you're going to devour me."

"Didn't I already?" Adonis gave him a playful kiss over the cloth and jumped off his body. "Now... To answer your question, Lord Uryan, my words were that you 'felt so good' that 'I'm going to be sad to see you leave'."

Uryan rubbed his beard with one hand while holding the cloth with the other, and eventually he let out a sigh of defeat. "I suppose that is you nicely telling me to leave." Adonis didn't say a word and instead began walking down the stairs towards his lotus pond. His long, green hair gently flowed with each step. "No clothing?" Adonis merely waved at Uryan. The man took that as his final warning to leave. Without further delay, Uryan donned his official clothing as swiftly as he had taken them off and headed toward the exit.

By the time he had reached the door, Adonis was already standing at the steps of his lotus pond, patiently waiting for the human to leave. Uryan had never witnessed the Divine's half beast form, and it would have been a lie to say he wasn't curious. However, he knew better than to risk his life and Uryan looked around the cold exterior of the Divine's room one last time. No matter how many times he came here he couldn't help but notice how beautiful and lonely the large room was, just like its occupant. How sad. With one last glance at Adonis, he left the Divine's room.

Adonis waited until he could no longer sense Uryan's presence before gazing at his pond, which was now displaying an image of Ofelia's dream world. "Well, that certainly took longer than expected. Hopefully, Ofi isn't too upset with me." Adonis proceeded to make haste as he didn't want to keep his sibling waiting any longer.



Time was difficult to track in her world, as it seemed to pass at varying rates depending on nothing at all. An ambient light hung and shifted intensities in the sky, but no source of it could be seen. Ofelia herself stood in an open field, surrounded by knee-high grass and various types of trees - which appeared to flicker between their seasonal states every other moment. Leaves shifted color and wilted, slowly falling to the ground as new leaves burst into being just as suddenly. Typically Adonis manifested himself to her via water, and just as she began to grow impatient she felt the cool touch of a raindrop hit the tip of her nose. The single drop gave way to a downpour around her, though not even the slightest amount of water would touch her again. It too ended as soon as it came, and in its wake had left Ofi surrounded now by a lake, seemingly stranded on the last little island of grass.

Entirely unimpressed, Ofelia crouched down at the water's surface and looked into it as she held her knees.

"Here I thought that I was the one making you wait on me. Really, Adonis, when are you going to quit with your silly little theatrics?" She spoke into the water, but the smile on her face betrayed her chastising tone.

"At least you were kind enough to not get me wet, this time, and I thank you for that."

Green scales glowed in the dark water, as Adonis gazed at the beautiful creature smiling lovingly at him, "Now Ofi, I would never try to get you wet on purpose without telling you." Adonis laughed with genuine glee. With a single whip from his massive tail, Adonis had swum toward the surface of the water. Now face to face with Ofelia he laid his chest on the little grassy plain, while the rest of him gently moved along with the water.

"Hello, my dear Ofelia. I apologize for the wait, but if it makes you feel any better I have only been thinking about you the entire day. I even cut my last session from four rounds to three, simply to see you."

Taking the flattery in stride, Ofelia reached out with a hand to softly caress the side of Adonis' face. "Now, now, there's no need to lie so blatantly to my face, is there?" She gave his earlobe a playful tug. "Let's fast-forward over our usual pleasantries and get right to business, yeah? I know you've been a real good boy for me and must have something juicy, so, go on. Out with it." Giving his cheek a gentle little pat beforehand, Ofi withdrew her hand from his face and her expression hardened.

"What have we found out?"

Adonis slyly smiled, "So~ I learned something that might help that female human of yours. You know how the Duke you've been eyeing was invited by the King to attend the ceremony tomorrow? Well, he almost lost the privilege because of his little marriage candidate's messy mistake. It seems like the trap we laid out for her was too tempting to ignore and she was caught. Now they aren't talking to each other and the Duke is even thinking about annulling the marriage agreement between the two." Adonis twirled his hair playfully, laughing to himself as he imagined the look on the young woman's face when the scent of his lotuses wore off. Sadly, he couldn't be caught so he had a proxy deliver the concoction for him, though it was quite a nasty one. Even still, the human proxy he sent with it would have had a dandy little time with its recipient.

While pondering through his thoughts, Adonis' tail wagged happily - causing large waves to emerge, "Such stupidity, I thought she would have been smarter, but I guess not. Isn't that just delightful?"

Ofelia had returned his smile and had been nodding along as he spoke, though she couldn't help but roll her eyes as Adonis was distracted by his hair-twirling. Sometimes she thought that he derived too much pleasure from her little assignments for him, and other times she wondered if he even really deserved such pleasures to begin with. She eyed his now-active tail warily before responding. "Delightful is just the word I was thinking of, but I've told you time and time again that you should come to expect stupidity from humans more often than smarts. I fear if they were truly intelligent that our defeat wouldn't have resulted in an existence so... tame."

She shuddered for a moment at the thought and pushed herself back up to a standing position, looking down now on Adonis. "You were right, this will be extremely helpful. This is information that our lovely little friend will enjoy, and it brings us one step closer to the fruition of our endeavors. As always, Adonis, you have made me proud of you. You're lucky I respect you enough to resist showing you just how appreciative I am. But that aside, we still have much to discuss. You know what comes tomorrow." She was, of course, referring to the induction ceremony for their now 75th pair of Guardians, though the transferal of their power over the Divines had already happened outside of the public eye.

"These charades we must maintain make me weary, my love. We've long discussed our desire to break this cycle but sometimes I feel like our efforts are in vain, especially when I am reminded that another ten years have passed. For our sake and the sake of the others, we must be at our absolute best tomorrow. Not just to keep appearances, but to ensure that this little romantic plot of ours lands well. I need you to promise me that you'll behave, Adonis, and that you'll keep the others in line as well. I'm not as worried about Quinn as I am that Lyssa will, well, you know. Just don't instigate anything, please." She looked pleadingly at him, but also knowing him well, added one last thing.

"Lie to me if you have to."

Adonis had always loathed the new cycle of Guardians, but this batch would prove to be worse than the others. Especially Adonis'. This Divine had always been able to evade two types of humans, Royals and the Priestess' bloodline, for all the years he had been confined to this accursed country. Now, after all these years, a brat from that foul blood had become his Guardian. Truthfully he wanted to cause mayhem, but as the years had passed, Ofelia had become more alert about their actions. He understood that she truly wished for everything to remain perfectly in place and Adonis was incapable of disappointing her, but only her.

Her last words stabbed at what was left of Adonis' past self and he could only let out a sigh of utter defeat. She knew very well he could never lie to her. That was a feat that Adonis wouldn't even attempt, and yet he couldn't be mad at her words. He understood she held no cruel intentions within them - they were pure, just like she was, and therefore Adonis could only answer those feelings with the same amount of purity despite his feelings toward his new Guardian.

As always his lips formed upwards, but this time his eyes didn't hold any sly intentions or gleeful looks, no, they were simply tired. "I can't promise about the others Ofelia, but I will behave. And if the younger ones get out of control I will use every ounce of my being to stop them." He stared straight into Ofelia's eyes and this time gave her the most genuine smile he could muster, "I swear to you, Ofelia. This will be the last year. No more Guardians, Eden, or this curse. We will end this all."

With a soft sigh, Ofelia raised a hand to wipe away the tears that had begun to well up at the corner of her eyes. "Thank you, Adonis, that will have to be enough." She took a moment to process what he had told her before letting out another, this-time-exaggerated sigh and stretching her arms out above her head. "I grow tired, however, and this subject matter does nothing but wound me. Let's call this meeting done and get some rest for tomorrow. You can stay here and dream with me if you'd like. It's been a while since we last got to do that together."

"Well I would love to, but I believe we should save that for another time. It seems reality is calling on the both of us." Adonis showed Ofelia an image of his room in the water, where a single Beast was patiently waiting for him to resurface, "I'm assuming that your room will be looking the same. So, let's both wake up and prepare ourselves. Bye, my dear Ofi~" Without waiting for a reply, as quickly as he had appeared he was gone. His figure sinking into the dark depths, and then the depths themselves receding away until Ofi was left standing once more in an open field.

Ever annoyed at the rate of actual time, Ofi awoke as well and almost immediately after was greeted by her Beast servant. They exchanged the usual pleasantries and Ofi - having already been through the motions 75 times prior - silently followed behind her servant as she leads her to the grand doors that opened into the audience room. As she approached, Ofelia could see the others waiting there with their servants for her, including Adonis who was peacefully smoking on his pipe while being closely guarded by his two massive centaurs - one being female and the other a male. She flashed him a glance as she passed him to take her appropriate first place in line and then greeted her siblings as a whole.

"Good morning, my lovelies. I hope you're ready - and remember - behave." She turned her head back towards them one last time to cast an accusatory glance at Lyssa and then remained forward facing, anticipating the moment the doors would swing open and they'd be greeted by their ever adoring public eye.

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Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Adelaide Greywater Character Portrait: Junichi Takahashi Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Galaya Rinson Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Valerys Astraryen Character Portrait: Quinn

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The Audience Room vibrated with the low murmuring of the impatient crowd who had come to witness the first interactions between the 75th Guardians and Divines. Each one dawned their own schemes and reasons for attending the event. Yet no one questioned their motives, as was a tradition for important figures of Eden to attend such an event. Out of the people who were awaiting the arrival of the Divines, four were held as most important - Radu Greywater, Ruler of Eden, Priestess Circe, Reiji Takahashi, the 74th Guardian, Vaharys Kargaryen, High Commander of the Army and 73th Guardian, and Duke Ezra Hasofer, Head Commander of the Navy. There were certainly a few others who were in attendance, yet these political figures were the ones who could not simply be ignored. Everyone in the room could feel the pressure from their gazes, especially the servants. In particular, those manning the doors.

They felt the fierce stares, already knowing without words what they were wanting. Where were the Divines? The servants shivered, imagining the punishment that awaited them if the guest had to sit any longer. And like an answer from the heavens, the signal knock rang on the door.

With relief, the servants' voices boomed throughout the hall, "Attention! Announcing the arrival of the Divines!"

Like a rehearsed theatrical play the doors opened, trumpets blew, and drums rolled. The sound erupted throughout the hall causing an ear-deafening echo. Everyone held their breath gazing at the Divines entering the Audience room, their guards respectfully following a few feet behind them. Once again, as if rehearsed, the Divines stopped, a couple of feet away from the Guardians. Followed by a heavy silence swiftly enveloping the room, unlike the previous one, this wasn't one of irritation or impatience but of pure curiosity. All eyes were on the eight individuals on the floor and their next moves.

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Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Adelaide Greywater Character Portrait: Junichi Takahashi Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Galaya Rinson Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Valerys Astraryen Character Portrait: Quinn

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Ofelia did not hesitate, and immediately focused her attention on the King as she drew herself into a bow.

"Your Majesty and his gentle people of the court, you once again grace and honor us with your presence." She spoke with a graceful clarity, a lilt in her voice that she always adopted when publicly appearing.

"We are as eager as you all are to move into yet another cycle of peace and cooperation between humans and Divine, for the betterment of Eden and the prosperity of her peoples." This speech would seem familiar to those fortunate enough to have made it to repeat ceremonies throughout their lifetime, as it had come to be a formality expected of Ofelia. As she continued, her eyes stayed locked with the King's.

"It is thus with great dignity that I, Divine Oeui, formally introduce myself to my new Guardian, so that all may see for themselves the testament of our good intent. Let all those who may witness it on this day go and speak the truth of what they have seen, for those who doubt the foundation of our good Eden are a true poison to the well of its glory." Simultaneously breaking her bow and eye contact with the King, Ofelia moved with a fluidity to position herself directly in front of they who would be her new Guardian; Adelaide Greywater, third child of the King.

Crossing her left forearm against her breast, Ofelia offered Adelaide a bow similar to that which her father had received. Smiling sweetly, Ofi then dropped her arm and instead extended her right towards Adelaide, hoping that she would meet her in the middle with her own and complete the formal greeting in which two parties grabbed each other's forearms and shook.

"Your Grace, it is with great honor that I enter with you into a partnership. I hope that we may work well together in order to ensure the glowing status of our great nation." She spoke directly to Addie, but at a volume loud enough so that all may hear. Only those well acquainted with her would pick up on the subdued sarcasm beneath her words.

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Character Portrait: Adonis Character Portrait: Adelaide Greywater Character Portrait: Junichi Takahashi Character Portrait: Ofelia Character Portrait: Galaya Rinson Character Portrait: Lyssa Character Portrait: Valerys Astraryen Character Portrait: Quinn

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Dialogue- #8A2BE2 ~ Thoughts- #337147


The longer she stood there, the more anxious Galaya got. It must have been obvious that she was starting to fidget a little because she sensed her fellow Guardians looking at her briefly. She would ignore the stares. Instead she remained focused on the doors in front of her. She was so focused that she was a bit startled when the servants announced the arrival of the Divines. She actually gasped a bit when that happened. Luckily it seemed all eyes were now on the doors, which swung open. The noise of the drums made Galaya want to cover her ears, but she didn't. She was already embarrassed by her surprised reaction anyway.

She hoped she looked calm again as she saw the Divines and the beasts servants with them come forward. The moment Galaya laid eyes on them, she felt this instinct desire to bow to them in servitude and homage. However she fought against that desire. She wasn't too surprised by her behavior though since these four were the 'leaders' of the beasts in Eden. Of course technically they weren't in a position to be in charge. They were just as much a trophy and pet as other beasts. Of course she knew the history of how the Divines and Beast came to be servants of humanity. About how the beasts and Divines invaded Eden and how the humans stopped them through trials and sacrifices. Still there was always that small part of Galaya that wondered if that whole story was true. She once heard a line somewhere in how it was always the victors of a battle that wrote history. Being the instinctual person that she was, Galaya didn't question that voice.

For now she wouldn't think about the past, but instead focus on the now. Looking at the four Divines she couldn't believe how beautiful they all looked, even the 2 males. She was about to focus on her Divine partner when one of the females came forward. She looked more regal the the king and queen here and that was saying something. She knew this divine was in a weakened state and even now it felt like the Divine outranked them all.

Galaya listened as the Divine introduced herself as Oeui and addressed the audience. Her speech felt too perfect to Galaya, like it was rehearsed. She wondered if there were hidden meanings behind these words. While Galaya had no experience in interacting with high society, she had heard stories about from Headmistress Rinson, who did have interactions with nobility. After all, most of the money that was funded to the school came from high society.

As Oeui's general greeting ended, she saw the Divine go to Princess Adelaide and greeted her. That had to be the signal for the others to follow suit. Taking deep breath, Laya looked at the other Divines. One was half snake and looked younger then her, but Laya knew these creatures were way older then her. She also looked very uncomfortable in what she was wearing.

~I know how you feel. I'd love to be out of this ornate attire too. Be patient, Laya. You're almost done.~

The first male divine was just as regal and intimidating as the Oeui. She felt something about him, but couldn't put a finger on it. Regardless, she turned her attention to the Divine she was connected to. His hair was a lot lighter then hers, almost white. Galaya knew this one was the youngest due to her having the lowest score out of the Guardians. She was actually relieved because the oldest ones would have a better chance of recognizing her half beast side. Already she wanted to leave.

~Well, no time like the present, let's get this done and over with.~ Galaya thought before walking towards her partner.

She bowed politely before standing up and said cordially, "Greetings, my name is Galaya Rinson. I do hope we can get along. It's nice to finally meet you."

There, she done it. Now she would wait for her Divine partner to introduce himself and hopefully they could leave this hall soon. All the while, she kept being aware of the other Guardians and Divines.