Appearance

Tall. I likely stand taller than you at over seven feet. My horns make me even taller than that. Dusky grey skin. Flecks of white freckles like stars. Long, pointed ears and piercing silver pupils on black sclera. Four arms. Six pecs. Six wings of varying sizes. Claws. Sharp teeth. And a long tail tipped in white feathers.

I'm a monster. A self-made monster. For I crafted my own body and all of its qualities myself to transcend death.

And I'd do it again.

Summary

Being king is never enough, no, no. My goal is to become God.

All of us carry divinity within us. All of us are holy. But few know just how to wield that power like I do.

Perhaps it's self centered. That's what Willow and others will tell me. But I know just how to bring myself up as much as I know how to bring everyone else down.

I'm a Host of Hierees. Confidence Holder/Booster. BPD Holder. And one hot son of a bitch. I deal with the day-to-day, including work and play.

Interests

I used to like writing, worldbuilding, and creating characters.

I used to like playing games.

I do like spending time with loved ones. But only time will tell what I enjoy doing in the future.

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Annot

My other half, so to speak. After time I spent with Varvona in the Woods, I split into different people. I did remain largely myself. From me, I split Khimiso, an interesting creature with a very interesting ability. But I also felt... odd. Not quite myself.

This feeling of queerness was Annot. The name came to us in a mania close to sleep.

Sy is the straight and narrow. The Lawful Uprightness of Godhood - come Hell or high waters. Sy is the gentle touch of healing, and the burning flame of justice. The golden arrow that strikes down the unrepentant and the murmurs of prayer beneath soft wing at the sickbed.

I don't hate nor love Annot. But I believe we have a valuable partnership.

Willow

Willow is my buddy. He's my pal. While I'm the violent, the strong, the masculine, Willow is the soft, the gentle, the nurturing. Different from Annot, Willow loves so deeply in his core, and he wants to spread that love outwards with all of his being.

He's stronger and more powerful than he gives himself credit.

I wouldn't want to Host without him, and I think he brings a balance to my style of Hosting we desperately need. He's funny. Creative. And delightful.