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Hythlodaeus the Darker Matter
Emet Selch
The Custom Darkmatter Feli
Owner: Loki
Age: 9 years, 7 months, 1 week
Born: September 15th, 2014
Adopted: 2 years, 8 months, 2 weeks ago
Adopted: August 9th, 2021
This pet has been nominated for the Pet Spotlight!
Statistics
- Level: 1,578
- Strength: 4,330
- Defense: 3,967
- Speed: 3,195
- Health: 5,195
- HP: 5,195/5,195
- Intelligence: 2,235
- Books Read: 1896
- Food Eaten: 641
- Job: Director of SAI
**FAN PET AND SPOILER WARNING**
This pet is based off the character from Final Fantasy XIV and is a fan pet, all rights for this character belong to Square Enix and Final Fantasy Online. With that being said, read on at your own risk for spoilers from Shadowbringers/ Endwalker!
Every Story Begins Somewhere:
I was born in the world of Etheirys as a very talented mage. I was one of the very few beings with the ability called “Soul Sight’ and as such was chosen to fill the seat of Emet-Selch on the Convocation of Fourteen. A group of so-called guardians that looked after daily life in Etheirys and resided in the great city of Amaurot. Not that really cared for such things back then. In fact, I had no intention of ever becoming the next Emet-Selch. If it wasn’t for my dear friends: Hythlodaeus, who went on to become the Chief of the Bureau of Architect, and our friend and fellow Convocation member “Azem”(Both chronic morning people, to my utter dismay), I would never taken the position. Originally Hythlodaeus was meant to be appointed but declined and nominated me in his stead. An attempt to give me eternal stomach ulcers, I am sure. The words “Hades would make a better fit, as his skills far exceed my own.” Sealed my fate.
After becoming “Emet-Selch” and bailing my friend Azem out of every trouble imaginable (Who in the seven hells runs into an active volcano?) and managing my Convocation duties, things seemed peaceful for the most part. My friends and I went about or lives, making our world better. Slowly building toward perfections. That is until one day, fate took a turn.
One of our members, Fandaniel, announced his plan to return to the source. His life purpose fulfilled in his eyes, we rejoiced that he was finally deciding to rest. However, celebrating would have to wait for myself. I was task in finding his replacement, and I was as instructed to bring the ever-cheerful Hythlodaeus along with me to meet a candidate named Hermes.
Hermes was an overseer of creation of different species that would go to inhabit Etheirys. He was mostly responsible for making creatures that were able to fly and was guilty of favoring their lives over their designs. However quirky I thought him, he was the perfect candidate to become the next Fandaniel as his understanding of the flow of Aether was beyond even my own (Not that I would ever actually admit this to anyone of course).
The strange part is, while visiting Hermes, I was left with a rather sizable gap in my memory. From my understanding, and Venat’s story later, I was exposed to a certain relic that wipes the mind of those within range. Apparently, Hermes used it often for creations that, for lack of better terms, didn’t meet our temperament protocols. He would revert them back to their basics and then attempt to reprogram them for better use. After all, he hated killing things. Despite knowing that they would be remade later with better intentions. After regrouping and eventually convincing Hermes to join the Convocation, my job was complete for some time.
That is until the event we later would come to call “The Final Days”. When the Final Days commenced, heralding the end of my world, I joined with my fellow Convocation members to form a plan to halt the calamity that was threatening our very existence. To my understanding, our world was stagnating. The flow of Aether was stopping, though we could not tell why. That is when we came up with a plan, summon a primal god to undo the stagnation. This led to the creation of Zodiark. However, our problems had only just begun. My dear friend, Azem resigned upon hearing that to fix our problem, and save our world, we would have to sacrifice half of our population. This would include my dearest friend Hythlodeaus himself volunteering to become fuel for the Primal God that I had created, as he fully believed in my plan and ability to bring him back, along with the rest of our people.
Upon the creation of Zodiark, I had no idea that the deity had enthralled myself and others into becoming his devout followers, however he succeeded in stopping our calamity. Halting the final days and saving Etheirys. However, our savior had been summoned far too late. The The Final Days had taken their toll, and our world was not fit for life. So, myself and the other Convocation members (Those of us remaining of course, came to the plan of sacrificing the remaining half of our people to renew the world’s Aether.
Of course, this cost disturbed both Azem and Ventat, who already thought our cost was too high. They felt that our new world now belonged to the beings that were birthed into it after our sacrifice! They tried to persuade us to change course and let those that sacrificed themselves remain in the source, unable to return. After turning them down, they went to form an opposing group who felt similarly. My own friends turned against me!
They created their own primal named Hydaelyn in opposition to Zodiark. The resulting battle ended with Hydaelyn’s final attack shattering our reality into many shards. Fracturing the very beings that they had wanted to protect. Making mere shades of the new lives that once lived on Etheirys. However, thanks to a flaw in Hydaelyn’s attack, I survived intact along with my fellow Convocation members Elidibus and Lahabrea.
We vowed to remake our world and undo the terrible shattering that had torn us from everything we loved. We went on to become known as Ascians, beings that worked in the shadows of History. We pulled the strings, caused war and calamity across the shards, so that they would eventually succumb to a rejoining of our source. This would lead to a great calamity of course, killing thousands, but to us, the new beings that inhabited these worlds weren’t really people. So, it wasn’t really murder.
Yes we made our share of mistakes along the way. One of use messed up in the thirteenth shard, causing it to fall into darkness (Never send a rookie to do your job) and made it unsuitable to rejoin. For now at least. However, we have successfully rejoined seven of the thirteen shards. Also to my great dismay, it seems that my friend Azem was reborn across the shards. Becoming somewhat of a champion in each (Hydalyn’s doing I am sure). So I am now forced to deal with the shade of my friend time and time again. Ever battling me in an attempt to stop me.
At least I have Hythlodeaus. Well, a form of him. In my grief spamming thousands of years, I made a replica of our once proud city. Even down the very people I once knew and loved. Of course, I could never remake Azem. They were far too complex, always doing the right thing, and never thinking twice about it. This made them hard to read, and no matter how hard I tried, I could never remake the light that was their soul.
Credits
Overlay by dreamie
Background and Header by WallpaperSafari
Character by Square Enix/Final Fantasy XIV Online
Story based off lore from FFXIV and written in first person by myself.
A Special Thanks
A special thank you toPet Treasure
Understanding the Universe
Ocean Saheric Teardrop-Shaped Lantern
Death Soul Stone
Corruption
Purple Necklace Gift
The City in the Deep
Celestial Scythe Blade
Cursed Onyx Doubloon
A Monstrous Education
Rescued Evidence
Colliding Planets Beanbag
Variable Star
Silver Potion
Star Bird
Keeping Track of Time
Keeping Track of Time
Regalia of the Paragon
Our Solar System Pop-up Book
Celestial Navigation
Strands of The Forgotten Sea Queen
Dress of the Tyrannical Columnist
Spiral Galaxy Projection
Vineyard Keepers Shirt
Empty Hourglass
Crimson Satellite Coffee Cup
Crimson Satellite Coffee Belt
Crimson Satellite Coffee Rose
Lovely Peony Bouquet
Streaked Locks of the Paragon
Glyph of the Paragon
Condescending Companion Photo
Tattered Old Book
Powers of the Mage
Time Travel II
Time Travel I
Living Permafrost
Elegant Gunblade
Famous Cults
Badly Neglected Book
Damaged Book
Darkonite Guide to Evil Genius
Cursed Book
Book of Magic I
Fuel Your Nightmares
Book of Shadows
Discordant Matter
Daemin
Blasphemous Shards
Assassinations Through the Ages
Book of Stellamancy
Dream Journal
Monstrous Tales
Darkside Fairy Tales
Dark Matter Facts
Book of Dark Origins
Ruined Travel Guide
Hellfire
Amethyst Fireside Pendant
Gilded Saheric Tome
Book of Celestial Bodies
Bloodstain Removal
Fun with History: Delphi
Fun with History: Riverside
Fun with History: Darkside
Fun with History: Veta
Fun with History: Atebus
Dillema Corrupted Soul
Illumis Sun Scythe
Dripping Elder Tome
Grimoire of Fate
Passing of Time
Book of Scary Spooky Things
Atebus Warfare Vehicles
The City Guard
Drinking Games with Friends
Forgotten Novel
Forgotten Mirror of The Satyr Queen
Dark Defense Tear Crystal
Chilling Winter Tales
A Tale of Trickery
Canaak Tattered Scroll Piece
Eclipse Tattered Scroll Piece
Daemon Tattered Scroll Piece
Book of Ancient Black Magic
Battered Books
Frostbite Desk Reference
Ice Flow Almanac
Glorious Glaciers
Snowflake Sticker
Below Freezing Coal Cloak
Panzer Hydra Beanbag
Panzer Hydra Plushie
Panzer Hydra Heavy Munitions Plushie
Magical Snowflake
Nightmare Potion
Maniacal Gelatin Goop
Decanter of Mysterious Sludge
Dark Charm
Wand of Power
Angry Dark Matter Sticker
Annoyed Dark Matter Beanbag
Sands of Time
Emperors Brooch
Sucking Black Hole
Cursed Pencil
Cropped Winter Jacket
Brash Captains Plume
Fly Constellation Cookie
Fallen Star Souvenir
Black and White Candy Scythe
Scythe
Uncharted Land Map Piece 3
Kraken Terrarium
Uncharted Land Map Piece 6
Heart Repair Sticker
Hatebird
Grumps
Crystal Cluster Clip