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M U N I N
HERBALIST // PHILOSOPHER // ARBITER
i am an herbalist, a philosopher, and in death, an arbiter. certain circumstances have
led me to this, though this story doesn't have to end in a tragedy. after all, everything
happens for a reason, doesn't it? the daily tragedies and misfortunes are all meaningful
events, leading toward an ideal conclusion. with that in mind, there probably isn't really
any meaningless misfortune. we must still continue to live our lives by our own script,
and to each, their own tale.
in the end, tragedies are too common. what exactly would change if I wanted revenge,
was consumed by hatred, or went insane with rage? even if I acted sad over it, nothing
would change, even if I cry, nothing would change. perhaps my understanding of death
was beyond that of human; i knew too much about the world, too much of god's play. i,
even in the end, transcended the human body, became an arbiter of death. this is a story
of a tragedy, lit under a fire, only to destroy logic itself and reverse the whole world.
name muninxxx//xxpast name decimxxx//xx age unknownxxx//xx gender male
if only they could understand...
we weren't friends nor were we enemies. we stood, side by side, acknowledging
each other, trying to understand each other, yet still, we clung on to our cages,
afraid to venture too far into this dangerous game, this irrational concept of death.
i never fathomed why others feared death; what was the point of despairing over
something inevitable, denying its lonely existence? if they had only opened their
arms, perhaps they too, would understand. how truly terrifying this lonliness can be.
swing back the pendulum
decim grew up with a normal, pleasant childhood, full of adventures and explorations;
all of the thoughts a little kid could hold. nonetheless did he anticipate the death of his
mother and sister so suddenly, shattering his quiet life, taking away the innocence of
his imaginations, freedom, and childhood. it had come suddenly, when he had returned
home from a day's venture, only to find the lifeless bodies of his family. perhaps this
single event had changed his life forever, the turning point of everything.
he erased his entire existence of his past life from then on, his proof of being alive — any-
thing that could link or even indicate of who he was, even his name, decim. instead of turn-
ing his tale into a tragedy, instead of lamenting, burdening himself with the remembrance,
it only sparked his obsession with the concept and philosophy of death. as he grew older,
he studied the arts of herbalism, an irony, a symbolism to save someone from death even if
he only wanted to grow closer with it. he lived remotely in the forest, surrounded by only
books and nature. but things got too far.
in fact, he grew too close with death. even humans, even the gods knew that this dangerous
game could not go on further. if humans became friends with death, the logic in the world
would be destroyed, worse, reverse the entire world. munin, who knew death was lonely, was
the only one who understood it fully, beyond the human knowledge. in the end, the gods de-
cided to pass him on to the afterlife, but instead of being reincarnated, or sent into the void,
he was resurrected as an arbiter of death, one who was neither alive nor dead, but to judge
over the deceased souls.
[as a mortal being who became too interested in death, the gods deemed him to be too dan-
gerous to be alive, passing him on to the afterlife and thus decided to make him an arbiter.]
tharrot
hey there, well you reached the end of my form for now, so i'd like to introduce myself c:
i'm a kiamara owner myself; i own two kias, one microkia, and am currently co-owning
another kia with someone. i'd be absolutely thrilled to co-own munin with you! he's caught
my eye for a while and i have to say he is quite the gorgeous kia. i'm always looking for-
ward to develop more characters and making new friends and i think this is a perfect
opportunity to do so as well as get to know you better as a person nvn as a fellow adopter
and artist, i believe that character development through creating stories, rping, and
art is important as well as connecting with the other co-owner, and it'd be a great time to
know others in the community such as you nvn
also, sorry if my form, if so my writing is a bit more confusing in ways since i tend to
put a lot more symbolism, reason, and meaning behind each and every action that the
character does, from what he does to his name. i'd love to get more in depth with what
he actually does later on! ^^
i don't have much to say since it's hard to just express in words but it'd be an absolute joy
to co-own munin with you and i'd have to say, i have many ideas in mind for him in the fu-
ture; this form is just a small glimpse of it haha c: again, thank you for considering me and
have a wonderful day!