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marking!!! this guy looks so cool :0

[FoxiewithaMoxie]

Username: FoxiewithaMoxie
Name: Kokopelli
"Sometimes, I wonder why you do such horrible things to us. My people have been dragged from nation to nation in search of a place to live. Nation after nation, we are turned away. NO ONE WANTS US! Why don't you get it? You were supposed to help us! This is not mischief, but pain you caused. Half of us died by the storm YOU caused. Do you hate us so? Is that it? Perhaps it was by luck I stumbled across this temple...YOUR temple. Perhaps it is fate that led me to you, but I think the real reason.... is you. You WANTED me to find this wretched place. You wanted me to know of your power and pride. For someone who has been around for millions of years, you should know better. Your pride has always come before a fall. You led me here... and what a mistake you've made."
The hero kicks down a corroded pillar in a feat of rage.
They then pull out dynamite from their pocket and light it with a match.
"HEAR ME, OH GREAT KOKOPELLI!" they say with a smirk.
They, then, proceed to throw the dynamite far away.
The temple comes crashing down with a boom. Nothing remains standing
The boom awakens the hero's people who promptly come rushing towards the ruins
Children cry, women are weeping, men wear a disheartened frown
From amongst the rubble, a hand pops out, awakening some of the dust
Slowly, the hero rises, blood streaming from their nose, chest, and left ear. They are wearing a grin only seen on those fallen ill to madness and insanity*
"Kokopelli is dead.... and I am the god of mischief."

[Ucanthandleme]

Username: Ucanthandleme + 809102
Name: Inu

The beginning
My people are kind.
They were gentle and soft, like a butterfly in full bloom. I loved my people. They would bring me gifts at my altar, fruits, water and toys, keeping me company with their prayers. Their prayers were thoughtful, they prayed for bountiful harvests, no sickness, and many children. I listened to them all, all they could want I gave. They had plentiful crops of golden wheat, schools of shimmering fish in the crystalline rivers, sickness would come, but leave just as fast, and they had many children to care for them when they were old.

My people are kind.
Generations after generations, my people sang prayers at my altar, praising my wisdom and kindness. But although I heard their prayers they could not hear mine, so I blessed a child. Every generation I would bless a child who could listen and speak my thoughts, when one died I would bless the next. My kind blessed child. But such days did not last. A group of villagers left, saying they wished to see the outside world. Why do they want to see the outside world when I have given them paradise here? I wished them to stay but they left nonetheless, leaving was the beginning of my peoples fall.

My people were kind.
They came back with outsiders, singing glory of the outside world. They spoke of great monuments that spanned for miles, riches as far as the eye could see, many delicacies to feast on. They spoke as if the village was merely an ugly slug compared to a beautiful butterfly. They bought greed into my paradise. The outsiders spoke lies into the ears of my children, 'Why does your god not give you the best?', 'Why does your god favour the child they blessed over the rest?', 'Why is you god so unkind?'. My children's prayers seemed to stop, there beautiful voices turned greedy, give us gold, give us beauties, give us everything we want. Give, give, give... I cannot give. Gods too are bound by rules, I can only give simple things, I can't give things that don't already have the opportunity of existing. But they did not believe their god. The cursed me for being cruel and unkind, they cursed my if I had not bless them through many millennia.

My people were monsters
Greed filled their hearts. I loved my children so I tried my best to give them what they wanted, but they were too greedy. So greedy they were that they committed an atrocious act, I could not forgive.

They killed my blessed child.
They killed my blessed child.
They killed my blessed child.

They told me to give them gold, give them gems, give them money, or they will kill my blessed child. My sweet child had just been born, the last one had died and the new one wasn't even a moon old. I could not give them what they wanted, not because I didn't want to. I simply couldn't.
So they killed my blessed child in anger.

My people were monsters.
So I left them to suffer for their crimes. The crops became sparse and shrivelled, the waterways dried up and plague and sickness descended. They died one after another, they asked for forgiveness, asked for me to return, but I just watched. Watched them face the price of their greed. They had killed my blessed child, they deserved death in return. The children of my people were innocent so I sent them to paradise, a swift and quick ending with no pain. It seems I have become a monster too.


The present
A new evil god was born. An unknown god had descended into madness. A new evil god wasn't anything new in the god realm, there were a number of reasons why a god could descend into an evil god. Some were born as evil gods, others didn't have enough followers or lost followers and went crazy. Everyone thought this unknown god that had descended was the same. They weren't.

Whispers and lies, a teller of stories the evil god spread like the plague, devastating the god world. He spoke convincingly, almost in an offhand manner, he knew the gods were greedy too. The more followers one had, the more powerful they were, the evil god preyed on this thought, he'd whisper words of rebellion between higher gods and the lower gods, creating stories about the offerings some gods received which others did not and weave lies of fanciful creatures beyond a god's imagination.

Chaos descended quickly. Higher gods killed lower gods, wars between gods leaked into the human realm where there too the followers of different god fought. Each one spat at righteous reasons, but in the end it was all because of the greed for power, for money, for worshippers. The ending of such thoughts only left destruction in both the god realm and human realm.

The evil god sat on his throne, his hands filled with puppet strings as he played everyone for his merriment. And by the time the remaining gods realized the creator of the madness he had long gained more power than all of them combined. They forgot each evil god's powers feed on something, this evil god feasted on the thoughts and actions of greed. This was the end of the god realm, the evil god stood at the top of the power pyramid.

So they worshipped him. Like a moth to a flame they were lured by their greed. Their prayers consisted of wants, wants, wants, and the evil god would always laugh at every prayer. They always want. Want. Want. Want. So he gave and he gave, watching as they continued to destroy themselves due to their own greed. How entertaining the god found them, like jesters in a play, he found it all an absolute comedy.



The end
Gods, demons, demigods, they called it the golden age of humanity. The gods were all dead, the demons were all gone, the demigods too, all had died in the great purge. The purge done by the only god remaining in the gold realm. He went by many names, the faceless god, some would call him this because he always wore a mask, others called him the golden god because he wore clothing of pure gold and where he went prosperity would follow, or they would call him the god of balance, for bring balance and peace to the human and god realms.

Humans before the great purge had suffered greatly, the war amongst the gods was carried out on earth too, completely decimating humanity. Until the god of gods came destroying everyone and everything that disrupted order, kings and their countries, empires and their emperors, gods, demons and demigods, all of them perished under the great gods might. Until only he remained. He then too disappeared.

Humanity was a wasteland and there was no one to save them, they found it hard to even save themselves. This was until many millennia later a child discovered a book of the gods and went searching for the last god. Miraculously he found the gods temple. The god took pity and listened to the child's prayer, asking for the god to save humanity. Everyone thought the god would be merciless, unforgiving of humanity and the gods past greed. But he wasn't.

The god when he saw the child, wept for a day and a night before blessing them. The child held no greed, his prayers were selfless and kind, but that was not what swayed the god. No the child looked like the one before him, and the one before the last, and the one before that, he was the god's blessed child who had returned to earth. So the god bundled his blessed child and returned to the god realm, gifting the child with all he wanted. Humanity was blessed with plentiful crops of golden wheat, schools of shimmering fish in the crystalline rivers, sickness would come, but leave just as fast, and there were many children to care for the old.

The world became a paradise, they worshipped and prayed to their god.

Are you a god?
I lay broken on the sand
I could not tell the time
All I knew it was hot
So hot my skin cracked
So hot my blood boiled
So hot my bones melted
All I knew it was hot
I could not tell the time

I lay broken on the sand
For how long I'd been there
I don't know
But I must have been there for some time
I'd forgotten my home
I'd forgotten my name
I'd forgotten my age
But I hadn't forgot my hope

I lay broken in the sand
Slowly turning my head with a creak
I could see it
A temple of glimmer gold
Pillars or translucent yellow
Fires at the temples doors
And intricate figures carved in gem
An eternal radiance
My eternal hope

I pushed my broken body from the sand
The course granules between my fingers
Stretching
Grasping
Dragging my body across the sand
The pain
Only adding to my clarity
It was not a mirage
The temple was real

I pushed my broken body from the sand
I was scrambling now
Faster
Quicker
Closer to the shiny steps of gold
I heaved heavily
But did not stop
Until I lay at the temples gate
I smiled
A crooked smile
But I smiled like I had never before

I lay at the temples gates
Then spoke
I appeal to the god
Heed my woes
The people are dying
The children
The adults
The old
All of them hoping for a miracle
I give my all to you
Save my people
Save my home
I beg you to save our souls

I lay at the temples gates
Waiting
Then the sound of singing filled the air
A peaceful lullaby a child would sing
The sound of paradise
I watched as the gates opened
Golden light shining through
And then I saw them
It was engraved in my brain
My god

[Strange_Atoms]

User: Stardustcrusader
Name: Iblis
[Removed]

Do you still hear our cries?
We cry for you in our despair
We have wept until are eyes are burning and our throats are dry.

[Removed]

Although we hate to admit it
We are afraid.
The world and it's scorching light draw ever near.
[Removed]
We know only you can stop it.
Only you can bring forth the forever night.
You and only you, oh lord, can soothe our fallen bodies.
Only you can save us from the curse that is the day.

[Removed]

Draw us nearer to you and your cooling, comforting darkness.
We know you like our own mothers, for you wove us from the shadows and the clay and the bitter starlight.
We know you like our own fathers, for you loved us and taught us the truth.

[Removed]
For what is truth without you?
The balance is the truth.
The night is the truth.
The stars and the moon and the wind are the truth.
You, oh Iblis, are the truth.
[Removed]

[✧ 花chéngzhǔ.]

HMs go to:

Takura. & Ucanthandleme

I will be making RUs for néktar & Meridiem if they would like to accept!

Please be patient with me as I get these done!

The winner is SilhouetteStation!

The art in your form was very lovely, and really set the scene for the story. I loved the character's decent into their emotions and anger, and the prayer being personal and a break from tradition was a nice touch. It was a good read!
Congrats! You've been added to the ref!

[Meridiem]

WOW THANK YOU!!! Congrats to everyone!! I loved reading everyone’s entries ❤️

[Ucanthandleme]

Congrats to the winner and Ru's, thank you for the Hm!

[néktar]

aa thank you so much red !!
congrats sillhouette i can’t wait to see how you develop this babe <33

[SilhouetteStation]

oh ?? oh goodness ??

the moment I saw this kal I knew I had to throw everything at them because their whole aesthetic absolutely fit the character concept I was trying to create, and then developing them through the prompt was so incredibly fun and rewarding. portraying them through the eyes of the reader was something new for me but I really enjoyed it and I know I'm absolutely going to adore building their character up now from their own point of view. honestly I'm just,, so honored to have won them, thank you so much for such a stunning design and creative prompt to work from <33

also a big congrats to everyone else !! all well deserved and I hope to see those character concepts around again ~