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Valtharo
Legacy Name: Valtharo
The
Bloodred ParalixOwner:
famineAge: 13 years, 10 months, 1 week
Born: July 13th, 2010
Adopted: 13 years, 3 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: February 10th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 84
- Strength: 125
- Defense: 113
- Speed: 113
- Health: 113
- HP: 113/113
- Intelligence: 60
- Books Read: 60
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Minion Breeder
The first of his sins... they start with his mother. One of the people of the Sky, she dared to touch the earth and fall in love with one of the creatures that made that land its home. The stories are always different to why she was drawn to him -- some say she went down from her home in the sky to prove herself to her father, the King; others believe that she was attracted to the sound of him singing -- but that is of little importance. What matters is that she found him and she fell in love.
They met in secret, his mother and father, until her absences became noticed. After being interrogated it was found out she was pregnant, and she was cast down, banished from her home by the man her father wished for her to marry. In a way, it allowed her the freedom she wanted but could never find. She found her love, and gave birth to her first child, a daughter. The first thing truly born in the world. Life, in its purest form.
His mother had another daughter, a complete replica of the average child of the earth. It was later found, when the second daughter was long dead and her daughters only able to give birth to other daughters, that this second daughter was the embodiment of magic.
It was the third child that caused problem. There were whispers that his mother still lived, and it was investigated. She was found in labor, and was buried alive; her former people content that she would not live much longer. With her last breath she gave birth to Valtharo, and he took his first breath of dirt. His mother was the first to die in this world, and he became death. He 'died' shortly after, though he truly didn't die.
He was found by his eldest sister, who dug him up, handed him to their father and left, taking the second child. His father raised him, though he didn't take after either parent. His skin was too pale, so pale the veins showed; his hair was much too dark; his eyes were red. He lived in blissful ignorance of who and what he was until he left his father and was confronted by a most curious thing. A goddess, in all essence, one born with the universe, wanted to speak to him.
She told him of her deal with his sister, his eldest sister, who had recently given birth to the first dragon, a product of her treatment with their mother's people. The deal where the goddess would appoint people who are somehow connected to the world and make them immortal. These people would be bound to the goddess. And to his sister. He accepted, and that was when he truly became Death.
~~X
Aaaaaand more to come eventually.
They met in secret, his mother and father, until her absences became noticed. After being interrogated it was found out she was pregnant, and she was cast down, banished from her home by the man her father wished for her to marry. In a way, it allowed her the freedom she wanted but could never find. She found her love, and gave birth to her first child, a daughter. The first thing truly born in the world. Life, in its purest form.
His mother had another daughter, a complete replica of the average child of the earth. It was later found, when the second daughter was long dead and her daughters only able to give birth to other daughters, that this second daughter was the embodiment of magic.
It was the third child that caused problem. There were whispers that his mother still lived, and it was investigated. She was found in labor, and was buried alive; her former people content that she would not live much longer. With her last breath she gave birth to Valtharo, and he took his first breath of dirt. His mother was the first to die in this world, and he became death. He 'died' shortly after, though he truly didn't die.
He was found by his eldest sister, who dug him up, handed him to their father and left, taking the second child. His father raised him, though he didn't take after either parent. His skin was too pale, so pale the veins showed; his hair was much too dark; his eyes were red. He lived in blissful ignorance of who and what he was until he left his father and was confronted by a most curious thing. A goddess, in all essence, one born with the universe, wanted to speak to him.
She told him of her deal with his sister, his eldest sister, who had recently given birth to the first dragon, a product of her treatment with their mother's people. The deal where the goddess would appoint people who are somehow connected to the world and make them immortal. These people would be bound to the goddess. And to his sister. He accepted, and that was when he truly became Death.
~~X
Aaaaaand more to come eventually.
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I didn't mean to... Do you still love me, my little ice?