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Eleutherius

We all have things we can't forget

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a character in “Resurrection”, as played by umademeink96

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❝I Took a deep breath and Listened to the Bray of my Heart -
I am. I am. I am.❞
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|| Sunburn || Ed Sheeran ||




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Eleutherius
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El – It is easier to say than his full name
Ellie – He doesn’t like it, but can’t stop people from calling him it
{☛ ⒶⒼⒺ ☚}
Ancient

{☛ ⓈⒺⓍⓊⒶⓁⒾⓉⓎ ☚}
N/A
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Hak || Yona of the Dawn



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❝You’ve scarred and left me, like a Sunburn❞
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{☛ ⒽⒺⒾⒼⒽⓉ ☚}
6’ 0”
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150 lbs.
{☛ ⒽⒶⒾⓇ ⒸⓄⓁⓄⓇ ☚}
Black
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Blue
{☛ ⒷⓄⒹⓎ ⓂⒶⓇⓀⒾⓃⒼⓈ ☚}
Ear Piercings that feature feathers and gem stones
A tattoo that matches his artifact on his back between his shoulder blades


{☛ ⒼⒺⓃⒺⓇⒶⓁ ⒶⓅⓅⒺⒶⓇⒶⓃⒸⒺ☚ }
Eleutherius last was on earth centuries ago when the elements were still unstable and hasn’t returned until he was accidentally summoned. Because of this his clothing is completely outdated. They give off an air of ancient Asian culture though. He wears a dark blue robe with black accents with a light long sleeve shirt and a pair of black trousers that were definitely not crafted during this era. Alround his forearms are thick arm gaurds designed for combat fighters that he wears more for show than protection. He prefers to keep his clothing fairly simple and easy to move in, but enjoys flashy jewelry. Although he has his powers as a deity El also uses a spear as an alternate form of fighting when the opportunity presented itself.

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♙ Don’t drop me in
It’s not my turn ♙
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J E W E L S As the deity of earth gemstones are an area of his domain. He loves sparkly things and expensive gems because of the fact that the earth is able to produce such things.
N A T U R E El is very in tune with his natural surroundings. He enjoys more than anything to be surrounded by nature and wildlife is not wary of him the way it is of regular humans. He has no trouble approaching birds and other flighty animals
H U M A N T E C H N O L O G Y despite the culture shock Eleutherius is absolutely fascinated by what humans have turned the world into. Some of the things they have achieved aren’t even possible for gods yet the human race has accomplished such things, it is amazing









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❝What I want back is what I was❞
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A N N O Y A N C E despite being an ancient deity he hates being inconvenienced and people who not know when to be quite and keep to themselves.
P O L L U T I O N Despite loving the technology humans have created he does not love the pollution that comes with it. The harm to the environment is a huge draw back to the world he is now present in.
L I M I T A T I O N After being dormant for so long and without a contract El doesn’t even possess half the power he used to. He hates that he is so weak now.





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A P A T H Y He likes to act like he has a cool guy nonchalance about him, but in reality it is extremely easy to push his buttons. The deity is extremely sensitive to certain topics like caring about others and unjust acts upon the innocent.




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W E A K"His powers are nothing of what they once were and because of that he can no longer put up a fight the way he use to. It bothers him more than he lets on."
S E N S I T I V E"He is actually a huge sap despite the fact he pretends not to care about anything. The deity is very easily offended and very bad at playing it off."
F O U L M O U T H E D"For an ancient deity he has picked up modern day speech patterns incredibly quickly and isn’t afraid to use them."
C U L T U R E S H O C K E D"Everything about the human culture is new to him and he has trouble keeping up with it and understanding how the world works now."




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C H A R I S M A T I C"He’s at least good at acting friendly in public, El is especially good at making strangers like him even if the people the actually know him don’t."
W I S E"In terms of otherworldly and magical knowledge he is second to none. He knows all there is to know about magic and the realm he has been a part of, it is only a matter of him getting to share it."
A D A P T A B L E"Although everything is so new and different around him Eleutherius is not afraid of the change and does his best to accept the differences. It is hard, but he doesn’t turn away the new ways of the world."
S U S T A I N A B I L I T Y"Unlike humans El does not need basic survival essentials such as food, water, and sleep. He can still consume foods for pleasure and sleep if he tries hard enough but his body does not require such things."




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C O N N E C T I O N After falling in love with a human and waking up to find her gone El is scared of creating a new bond as deep as the one he had.

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♙ I’m searching for what used to be mine ♙
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P O S I T I V E

P E R S I S T E N T just because something gets hard doesn’t mean that El will give up. He will fight until he’s unconscious and work until the job is done because that is what he believes in.

K I N D As long as Eleutherius likes you he does go out of his way not to offend you in anyway, he is polite to an extent, but genuinely a tries to be good.

S T R A I G H T F O R W A R D El doesn’t beat around the bush and doesn’t have trouble brining up sensitive topics even though he is a big wimp himself. He is to the poinr and doesn’t quite understand small talk

N E G A T I V E

D I F F I C U L T El doesn’t like to give people straight answers, and if he has decided that he doesn’t like you he will go out of his way to make your life harder than it has to be.

I N S E N S I T I V E After being away from human culture for so long El has forgotten many human pleasantries. This includes using greetings and not brnging up sensitive topics like the death of loved ones and other taboo topics. Luckily, his charisma saves him when he takes conversations I nthe wrong direction.

C O N F U S E D El is often lost in conversations because he is missing many key words and phrases in his vocabulary and doesn’t like to admit it. He ends up using unknown phrases incorrectly and making a fool of himself.




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❝Kiss me and you’ll see how important I am❞
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U N K N O W N
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Y O N A || D I S C I P L E || D E C E A S E D
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Eleutherius does not remember when he came into existence, nor does he know how, but that fact has never bothered him. He knew he had a purpose and that was all that mattered. Sent to Earth he knew his job was to help reign in the chaos of the unruly elements, to calm the shifting tectonics, ease the rupturing volcanoes, and tame the feral wildlife that wrecked havoc on the planet, and he did so without so much as a trouble.
It was after he had finished did he find that he had trouble with his existence. With his purpose served Eleutherius was unsure of what else to do. He knew that humans were the main inhabitants of the planet though, and with that knowledge he reigned in his greatness and tried to walk among them. After first, he was not a fan of human nature. They acted too irrationally and were too weak to have been considered at the top of the food chain compared to some of the wildlife that resided within earth, but against all odds they had risen to the top.
Even with his greatness tamed, Eleutherius was still far more powerful than even the strongest human, and as the humans began to notice this they began to worship him as the god he was and follow him calling themselves disciples. He did not care for this practice, but they did not so much as cause him trouble and he allowed the practice., however; he was finding the longer he stayed amongst the humans the weaker and less needed he became.
It was around this time that he began to develop the human emotional spectrum, and that was when he fell in love with one of his disciples. Her name was Yona, and she had the most shocking red hair ever conceived and the kindest heart of any human he had encountered. It was impossible for him not to love her, but he knew that he could not be with her since it would only cause him more pain in the future, yet despite this he could not stop himself.
He treated Yona with the tenderness that he never knew himself capable of and showered her with the affection he had learned from watching humans for almost a century. He wanted nothing more than for her to have happiness, and so with his dormancy approaching, no longer being needed to control the calming lands, he instilled with her the artifact he would reside in. He hoped that when he would awaken it would be her face that greeted him, but at the same time in the back of his mind he knew she wouldn’t be there.
He spent the rest of his conscious time with her, Yona bearing the title of the Earth Bloodline now, finding that the sleep he had never needed or cared for was a necessity. He began to sleep for longer and longer over the course of a year until he could barely spend more than an hour a day awake. As the process to his dormancy continued he felt more and more guilty, seeing the pain he was putting Yona through by making her watch him fall to dormancy and he questioned when it had become that he could feel guilt. But soon, everything faded, and Eleutherius has spent over a thousand years in his dormancy, hoping to be woken to a shock of red hair and the warmth of a smile no human should possess.
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After just waking El has very little power. He can only make small pebbles and gravel hover in his earth manipulation, and it seems that only foliage his easy for him to manipulate at the moment, but even that is weaker than he ever remembered it being. The one thing he is grateful for it that animals are still unafraid of him and to not run when he approaches them. He can even get them to listen to his commands from time to time.






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So begins...

Eleutherius's Story

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“Good night Eleutherius, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

A soft voice, always constant, was always reassuring him of its presence. It was a temptation towards a consciousness he could not achieve. To wake up and see his desires, the ultimate motivation to break away from a near eternal sleep, yet the sleep that was never a necessity had become the shackles of his mind. She was right there, her voice whispered all around him, caressed the edges of his awareness, but never actually reached him. He had become a prisoner to his own existence, his dormancy had always been inevitable from the moment he submitted himself to a human form, and his humanness had become his suffering.

Time expanded and contracted around him with each breath he took. Even if the human world evaded him dormant mind the rest of the universe could not. He could see pictures of his past, as an omnipotent existence that had been able to craft whole worlds with the broken matter destroyed by asteroids and the dust of imploded stars. His all powerfulness had led him to earth, his abilities had introduced him to humanity and the human race had conquered a feat no other being in the universe had: taming the minds of deities whose thoughts had been touched by millenniums of existence. Why had he ever limited himself? What did humanity have an entire universe did not?

In his dormancy he had a lot of time to introspect his existence. The human race stood a top a food chain when they never should have. That was what had brought Eleutherius down to them in the first place. It had been a vacation, a change of pace, to understand why they were the way they were. And never, in all his existence, had he seen creatures that defied expectation.

Humanity was unlike anything the rest of the universe had ever birthed. He had created entire ecosystems, yet never had the things he created acted human. Never had anything looked towards the sky and written stories into the bright dots that they could not possibly comprehend. Never had any creature he had ever created look at each other and act in passion, jealousy, and revenge. Hell, most of the creatures on earth were like the rest of the universe, but not humans. Never, ever, did he think being with them would change him. He never thought they would influence him. And he never thought he would feel passion, jealously, guilt, and he never thought he’d fall in love.

“Eleutherius…” But then again, never did he think a creature could stand out so drastically against a universe full of exorbitantly beautiful things, not even a human, yet he was wrong once again. And love was no easy game. She became everything, she was brighter than the stars he once watched over and more vast the oceans he had once watched his fellow deities create. He believed she was undoubtedly the most extraordinary thing the universe had ever produced, and he knew nothing would ever again compare to her radiance. He wanted nothing more than to wake up and see her face, so he even entrusted his all to her, and only she would be able to waken him.

“Eleutherius.” He sighed, warmth rushing through the ends of his fingers, air filling his lungs as he inhaled, and sound nestling in the drums of his ears. Sensation was something he had long ago lost to the dormancy, and the change of environment had the deities heart pounding with apprehension. She would be waiting for him, undoubtedly, her shock of red hair, her brilliant smile, just the way she had left him.
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The jewelry box increased in heat until its surface began to change color, it blackened at the edges and streams of steam began hissing out of its cracks. The reawakening of an ancient deity was no small occurrence. Its color changed, going from red to white as the heat reached its pinnacle and the box snapped open, letting out a blinding light to hide whatever was happening inside of it. It couldn’t to increase its light output until the entire room of enveloped in the blinding rays, and it did not fade for several minutes. A high pitched squealing akin a teapot whistled from its depths.

It didn’t stop until the light began to fade, and as it did it revealed a man had appeared in the room. He was tall and dark haired, dressed in clothing that looked like they belonged in a different time period and an array of beautiful jewel encrusted jewelry. A long spear rested against one of his shoulders, pinned into place by a folded arm and with his eyes closed he looked nearly divine.
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As Eleutherius opened his eyes the content expression fell nearly immediately and was replaced with one of near panic and extreme confusion. Nothing in his field of vision looked human, or even as if it belonged on earth. His heart clenched in his chest as he wondered where he could have possibly woken in a world entirely different and darted his eyes around the room until they fell on a figure that was definitely human and definitely not Yona.

“Who the fuck are you? Where the fuck am I?” He curled his lip in distaste at the male, nothing about this setting seemed like earth, not the fabrics, not the structures, and the only thing that resembled something from his memory was the jewelry box that looked much too beaten up and old to reassure him Yona was somewhere close.

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When Terrence caught sight of the steam coming from the box, he nearly fell off the edge of his bed as he tried to get as far as possible from the thing. He would have jumped off and ran to the other side of the room, or try to find some kind of cover, but he was afraid his legs just wouldn't work. He was stunned by whatever was going on, and he was pretty convinced that this box was going to explode at any moment. [color=008000]"Shit. Shit shit shit shit. What is this?"[/color] He muttered under his breath, still unable to take his eyes off whatever was happening on the other side of his bed.

There wasn't much time to contemplate what he was going to do, when the bright light started to show and he was trying his hardest to keep his eyes open, while covering his ears from the high pitched squeal. He just wanted whatever was going on to stop right this moment. He was already afraid that whatever was going on was going to get him into so much trouble. He expected this thing to explode and shatter into millions of pieces. Then the last thing he had to remember his grandfather would be completely gone and he'd be stuck trying to explain how a jewelry box exploded and caused extreme damage to his apartment.

It finally stopped, and Terrence was staring at the person in front of him with awe. The last thing he was expecting was a person to come out of the box. His hands fell from the ears back onto the bed as he tried to figure out what had just happened. He started to think he was going completely insane. He was quite positive that this all had to be some kind of dream or something. There was no way an actual person could have come from that small box.

“Who the fuck are you? Where the fuck am I?” The man from the box spoke. Whatever panic had been in Terrence before left. He had no right to be so rude, or really even be here to begin with. This thing needed to leave and that was exactly what had to happen now. He didn't need to deal with whatever this thing was, especially if he was going to act like that.

Terrence glared at the other man, almost sneering at him. "Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you? And what are you doing here?" Terrence growled. Not willing to answer what this man had demanded to know. Whatever just happened had to be reversed.

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"Who the fuck am I? Who the fuck are you? And what are you doing here?" Eleutherius nearly took a step back in shock at what the human had said. His eyes flickered down to the box and back to him, what did this guy mean? If he was the keeper of the jewelry box, if he had been able to awaken Eleutherius from his dormancy then he must have been part of the Earth Bloodline, it would be impossible to do so otherwise. His hand clenched around the long spear, irritation wrote itself across his features.

“I am Eleutherius, God of the Land, if you are of the Earth Bloodline you should have known this. Are you stupid or something? You have awoken me from my dormancy.” He huffed in annoyance before bending over to pick up the jewelry box he had spent his dormancy in, surely Yona would not lose the box? He ran his thumb over the smooth surface of the wood, but this man wouldn’t be able to summon him if he didn’t have Yona’s blood in him.

He raised his eyes from the box, looking around the place he had been summoned, disregarding the stupid man for a moment to investigate. This place was like nothing he had ever experienced. Everything looked so clean and precise, and even the objects that appeared to be made of wood didn’t look like actual wood. He approached what looked like a desk and ran his fingers over it. It was smooth, no hints of the classic roughness of wooden furniture. It was truly something incredible. He scanned the strange desk, his eyes travelling along all the strange objects he couldn’t even begin to comprehend. The stark white square was what stood out the most though. He had never seen such a pure white on earth before and the man picked it up, feeling the rough texture between his thumbs. “Is this your parchment?

He set it back on the desk looking around the room some more, the jewelry box clenched in his right hand and the spear against his left shoulder. “This is… earth right?”

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“Hmm… how did you cut it so thin? Incredible.” Turning the parchment over in his hand he set it back down. The longer he had spent in this place the more he realized that it was still Earth, and he had figured it before the man before him even confirmed it. Even if all the things around him were so different from what he remembered it was still a very human looking scene. Humanity had this style to their creations that has easily recognizable, the desk was still a desk, and the structure that the boy was standing at was still a bed, it was all very human, very earth. He god looked back to the boy, sizing him up and judging how to deal with him. It was hard to believe that Yona’s blood ran through his veins.

He snorted when the man admitted that he was stupid and took a step forward, they were basically the same height, Eleutherius was just the slightest bit taller though. The man that had summoned him had stood as well, trying to make commands and control him. This kid didn’t know anything about the deities it seemed. He didn’t know about dormancy or the nature of the gods and the conditions for controlling them, and Eleutherius decided it gave him an upper hand in the situation. He smirked, a big shit eating grin spreading over his features.

“I’m not really feeling it, may be later.” He took another step forward so he was in the man’s personal space, leaning forward with the grin still in place before he bypassed the man and fell to the messy bed behind them. The fluffy looking material had caught his interest from across the room and he hadn’t been able to resist it. The beds that he had been introduced to before his dormancy had not encouraged him to take up sleeping as a hobby, but as he hit this new earth bed he could definitely see himself sleeping for fun. He set both his spear and jewelry box on the ground and rolled his entire body into the bed, sighing contently.

“This, is amazing.” He rolled over in the bed, grabbing the fluffiest blanket he could find and rolling himself into it. He had re-awoken less than five minutes ago and already was he considering sleep, nothing that would trigger his dormancy, but the softness of this bed was something fit for gods. He turned so that he was facing the other man, “I don’t plan on leaving any time soon.”

He didn’t say it just to annoy his summoner, well that was part of it, but after spending what appeared to be an exorbitant amount of time in his dormancy he wanted to see how much the Earth he loved so much had changed. Just the things in this man’s room were amazing, he couldn’t begin to imagine what less had changed on earth while he was asleep. It made him excited to think about.

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Terrence leaned back when the god got into his personal space. He did not like the way this guy was talking to him and he wasn't exactly welcoming of any new guests in his house. This was not going to work out for him in anyway, and he wasn't going to allow someone to stay around that he barely knew. God or not. He was not interested in a new roommate and he was not interested in trying to teach an ancient deity how to act in the modern age. He just got rid of one person that was living off of him, and he wasn't about to go back to having to worry about another person living in his house. He wasn't going to be the only one working, and trying to make it on his own, while still having to ask his parents to cover groceries for him and another person.

He wanted to just wipe that grin off that deities, face and he had no idea why. There was no reason for him to be so angry as to want to do anything physically violent. Maybe it was all the stuff that had gone wrong with him starting to come to the surface, or maybe he was just really not in the mood to deal with some god trying to take over like he owned the place. Terrence had his fists clenched and trying his hardest not to attack someone who clearly had a weapon. Even if it was an outdated weapon, it was still something that would hurt a lot more than the damage Terrence could cause.

Though, when Eleutherius decided to make himself comfortable on Terrence's bed, that was the last straw. He glared at the god with fire in his eyes. "Nope, no, nu-uh, you can not sleep on my bed." Terrence snapped. "I don't care who you are, or what you do. You do not get to sleep, or lay in my bed. You can go make yourself comfortable back in your jewelry box if you want to take a nap." Terrence may have been a little too touchy about his bed, but after he watched his ex-boyfriend and bestfriend having sex in it, who could really blame him? He had just worked on getting back to sleeping on it again, after buying new blankets and pillows, and even having to turn over the mattress. He wasn't about to let another person sleep on it and get away with it. Even if it was just the harmless action of actually sleeping.

The green haired boy grabbed Eleutherius' arm and used all his weight and strength to pull backwards. In the few moments of just trying to stop himself from hitting the deity the first time, he had forgotten about the spear that El carried on his back. The only thing on his mind was the fact that this man was on his bed, and he didn't like that.

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“Nope, no, nu-uh, you can not sleep on my bed.” Eleutherius rolled over in the nest of blankets he had huddled himself in. The boy continued to rant about him and his position in the bed. El didn’t particularly care for the rambling, but he was picking up the subtle hint that his summoner wanted him to leave. He didn’t plan on doing that though, as the fact that he was even here in the first place meant the deity wouldn’t be leaving for a while. He went to speak up about it when he was suddenly lurched out of the bed.

He let out a startled squawk as he was ripped out of the warm bundle of blanket and onto the hard ground by his arm. It startled him enough to trigger his reflexive battle instincts, the spear that had been laid on the ground poised in his hands with the blade pointed towards the man’s throat. The goal had been to get the ground to quake a bit for an little extra dramatic flare and he was surprised when the land didn't react to his will. His eyes flickered towards the window, where a branch reached out towards him, but that was the extent of it, he must have been asleep for a very long time to have gotten this weak, and that irritated him. He gave his summoner a very cold and steady look and pushed the tip of the spear forward so it barely grazed the skin of his throat, taking out a small bit of his aggravation on the man. He held the position for a moment before dropping the hostile stance, the spear retreating back to his side and he leaned it against the side of his body, effectively freeing both his hands. There wasn't a point in slaying his summoner, it would only make him weaker.

“Listen…” He paused, suddenly aware of the fact he didn’t know the name of his summoner and had to keep himself from letting out a frustrated growl. Instead he continued on despite not knowing the man’s name, “Linda. I’m getting the feeling you don’t really want me here, but you’re the one that summoned me. I can’t just ‘get back in the box’, it doesn’t work that way. Whether you like it or not we are stuck together.”

It wasn’t actually entirely true. A normal dormancy took almost a year of preparation to initiate, but since he had just been awakened, and since he wasn’t contracted, forced dormancy was a possibility. But, Linda didn’t seem to have even the slightest bit of knowledge about him or the other deities, and he had no obligation or purpose to not lie to the man. El bent down to pick up the discarded jewelry box, the wood was so worn and aged that he must have been in his dormancy for centuries, maybe even a millennia, the thought hurt his heart a bit. He held out the box to Linda, his lips pressed in a firm line. “You’re going to have to get used to me whether you like it or not.”

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Terrence was caught by surprise when he was able to easily move the god from his bed. He honestly thought that it wouldn't work at all. He figured that Eleutherius would be stronger, or at least heavier than his own strength. It even made him stumble back a bit when he actually succeeded in his action. He would have fallen backwards and end up on the floor with the god, but he was quick to realize what was about to happen and balanced himself out. He had let go of El's arm right as he was at the edge of the bed which just made him tumble off the bed anyways.

He was caught by surprise again when the man pointed the spear at his throat. How could he have forgotten about that spear? He knew it was there, and to do something so stupid as to force the god off his bed would of course provoke him. Terrence's eyes widened, and his entire body stiffened. He only moved his eyes to glance at the spear and then back at the man. He just waited for him to cut into his throat with it as it actually hit his flesh. He was able to get himself to back up just enough to pull away from the blade. He assumed that this meant he was dead, that he had done something terrible and was going to pay for his life. His heart was racing so fast that he thought if the god didn't kill him, his heart would do it. His eyes were still locked on with Eleutherius almost waiting for him to just press it further.

When that didn't happen and the spear went down instead, he let out a huge sigh of relief. He closed his eyes and leaned against the wall that was now a lot closer than he had thought it was. He took a few deep breaths paying very little attention to the god that was now speaking to him. His focus was on trying to get his heart to slow down and his thoughts to calm down. The last thing he cared about was whatever El was spouting from his face now.

"Whether you like it or not we are stuck together.” Terrence finally opened his eyes and glared back at El. He wasn't really happy with that answer, especially not with the fact that this god had just threatened to kill him. This guy had made the worst first impression ever, and it was just getting worse as it continued on. It wasn't true that they were forced to stay together, there was nothing keeping them in the same place. He could kick this guy out of his home just as easily. Especially, if this man was going to be threatening him all the time. “You’re going to have to get used to me whether you like it or not.” That was the last thing he wanted to hear at the moment. El was just making this situation worse and it started to make him want to just kick the god out.

"Alright, first of all...my name is Terrence. I'd take Linda as an insult but considering how rude you have already been from the beginning, I'll just add it to your terrible first impression you have made to begin with. Second, give me one good reason to let you stay in my house. I can easily just leave you out on the streets, there is nothing keeping me from doing that right at this moment. You've been rude absolutely rude to me, and I don't need to have to take care of another adult who's just taking from me," Terrence huffed. He crossed his arms, making up his mind that this spear thing may have been terrifying, but he wasn't going to let anyone push him around anymore.

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El watched as the man freaked out over having the spear aimed at him, which was generally understandable, but humans had always been big about weaponry. And what was weirder was how the man didn't even fight back when it was pushed against his throat, instead accepting his fate as dead in that moment. His actions made Eleutherius want to actually slay him though, it was such a cowardly thing to do. When he had been awake everyone had carried some form of a weapon on their person, even if they weren’t in a warrior profession. From the looks of it though, the man didn’t even have a single self-defense weapon stashed around the strange room, and he had to wonder how he protected himself from intruders and thieves. His eyes darted around the room again; maybe there was some sort of secret compartment that stashed the weapons that Eleutherius wasn’t able to locate.

“Hmm… I prefer Linda.”
Was the deity’s first comment after Terrance had finished his rant. The more the man talked the less El liked him. Terrance acted as if some had shoved something much to large up his ass and he couldn’t get it out, and for all his talk of Eleutherius being rude, he wasn’t doing much better. It actually made him quite angry, and the feeling boiled deep within his gut, a frustrated frown plastering itself on his expression. He shoved the jewelry box forward and into the man’s arms, his eyebrows bunched together in animosity and the grip on his spear tight.

“You know, you aren’t much better. I haven’t interacted with humanity for what appears to be an exorbitant amount of time, I don’t really know anything about your culture or habits. You, on the other hand, are just an unpleasant personality. Its not like I forced you to summon me, you did that on your own.” He let out an exasperated growl before continuing. “And I don’t know what your problem is, but your shit attitude clearly isn’t just from me showing up so stop taking it out on me.”

His eyes darted around the room before landing on what looked like a door, he stormed towards it with the intention of leaving the room, but upon reaching it discovered that when he pushed it the door wouldn’t budge. He forced all his weight on it, but the object still refused to budge. He let out another angry growl and sent a kick into the bottom of the door as he turned back around, pounding the side of his fist against the wooden surface. “And if I could work your strange doors I would have stormed out of here in a dramatic and momentous fashion!” After yelling he let out a sigh that took a lot of the anger with it and he pressed his forehead against the door, the image of the man submitting so quickly to his blade still branded in his mind. When the people keeping El's power came for it the man would undoubtedly be useless.

"For the descendant that finally summoned me to be a coward of all things has to be the worst outcome." He kept his voice low, whispering only to himself, but the frustration was apparent, this man would not last against the possible enemies that would come after them, unless all people in this time were as spineless as Terrance was in the face of death.

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Terrence took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a long exhale. Okay, so maybe he was right about him taking out some of his aggression on this random stranger. It hadn't been that long since all of that stuff happened, plus there was a bunch of added stress with the fact that he barely managed to get himself to school everyday. Work was even worse, he couldn't continue using the excuse that his grandfather died for very long. Though, the fact that there was a literal god in his house didn't seem to help his stress levels, not when he knew that this wasn't going to end well at all. He had heard the stories before, he knew what these gods were capable of, and he really didn't want any part of it.

“And if I could work your strange doors I would have stormed out of here in a dramatic and momentous fashion!” The green haired man let out a heavy sigh and put his glasses back on. He remembered how earlier this man had called him stupid, yet he couldn't even figure out a door. He refrained from laughing or letting out a remark to anger the god any further. This needed to be handled differently. It needed to be handled in a better way than the way he had decided to start this off. Obviously, this god needed to go back to sleep again. That way everything could go back to normal, and whatever trouble he was going to bring with him wouldn't actually start.

"Okay, I admit that it was my fault for this whole thing. I've been a little stressed out lately and I took it out on you when I really shouldn't have. I'm sorry about that, it was rude, and very impolite." Terrence spoke up, walking over to his nightstand, gently setting the jewelry box back down on it. "But, as you can tell, summoning you here was an accident, and it'd be helpful if you would just go back into your dormant state. I don't want to be part of whatever comes with summoning up a god, especially when this wasn't my plan to begin with. If I had known saying your name with the box in my hands was all it took to summon you back, I probably wouldn't have done it."

It was actually quite surprising to him that he even remembered the god's name. It had been years that he'd actually cared to remember their names, but he did study the religion for a long while. Though, it was just the small stories that had been passed down through the generations. Barely anyone knew about these gods anymore, it wasn't like anyone bothered to write down their stories and make sure it'd be remembered for longer. If it was written, the books were extremely rare or just small excerpts in books about ancient religions. Nobody even knew that the elemental gods were a largely followed religion at one point.

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The change in demeanor caught Eleutherius off guard. He hadn’t been much better when he had awoken, but Terrance hadn’t stopped with his standoffish personality from the moment Eleutherius had appeared. He turned slowly to face the human, leaning against the door and crossing his arms over his chest. The human did seem extremely uptight, but apparently even he was aware of his bad attitude. El sighed, dropping his head for a moment as he considered re-entering the dormancy he had just exited.

The fact that he could resume the dormancy immediately was not an impossibility, but he could not see a plausible reason for doing so. Why he would willing return to that sleep when he had already been released was he beyond himself, and El did not want to subject himself to another millennia of sleep. He reached up to run a hand through his hair, weighing the options that he had before looking back at Terrance.

“Look, it doesn’t really work that way. The dormancy is a process that, once triggered, takes about a year to complete. Containing this amount of power doesn’t happen in a night.”
Lying wasn’t the best path he could have taken, but it seemed the most viable. The man was just calming down, and the mention of a chance to send El back into his sleep would have set off an argument all over again. Even if Terrance hadn’t created a contract with him, they were still connected, even if it was only by the smallest of threads. But, he wouldn’t tell Terrance any of that, the last thing he needed was for a human he barely knew to have any sort of control over him.

“I don't want to be part of whatever comes with summoning up a god, especially when this wasn't my plan to begin with.” He definitely didn’t want to even mention contracting with this guy, he didn’t need his being tied to someone who didn’t know the first thing about the deities or have any interest in them. Terrance seemed to know the bare minimum about him and the deities, and El wouldn’t be surprised if he didn’t know the names of the other three. El decided he would make the best of it though, being summoned by an uptight grump could be entertaining.

“Well, don’t be so closed-minded about it. I can’t go back, you summoned me, we are stuck together.” He grinned, moving away from the door to sling an arm over the other man’s shoulders. El was going to have to accept the fact that this man was the descendent of Yona, and somewhere inside of him there was even the slightest hint of her.“Besides, I’m better than your average house pet, you don’t have to feed or clean up after me. Plus, I make great company.”

He paused for a moment, considering the last of what Terrance had said. Surely summoning him did not consist of only saying his name and having Yona’s blood, that he was sure of, and the knowledge was actually concerning. He tried to keep his demeanor light though, so the man wouldn’t notice his concern. He laughed instead, “If you were able to summon me by just saying my name then it looks like we have to save the world.”