//never done a call-out post, but :/ I'm deeply uncomfortable. And I feel like this is the sort of problematic shit people should know about. This user's writer profile supports some clearly anti trans and bigoted opinions. [Screenshots below]

The figure would watch, and he walked off towards town, his eyes flickering to life for a brief moment And in that moment, the seraphim felt as if they were standing on the excretion disk of a blackhole before that feeling, and the figure vanished without a trace

To err is human, to forgive, divine. Humans aren't machines... they have souls, feelings. They live, they die, they love, they hate... and yes, they even make mistakes.

"Up to you how you take that allegory, but just know you're far from being a scale tipper And yes, a town, it shouldn't be far from here, quite the nice place actually, good place for other universal figures to stay too"

"This universe is used to its visitors from outside. Some stay, many decide to return home So, there is no need to worry little seraph. Your presence here is more akin to a drop in the ocean. " He'd say calmly...oh how that was a bit of an overstatement for the seraph, less a drop more a molecule-

"Im guessing you seek to learn more about this realm. If that's the case, I recommend heading to the local town You should encounter another 'child' of mine. " The figure explained, unlike usual, he seemed to keep his face hidden from the seraphim... probably for their safety

"Ah, so you're not from the universe my children inhabit, I'm guessing you're currently seeking a way back home?" The figure asked before walking a bit closer... a small detail of the figure became noticeable. He seemed to 'float' an inch off the ground

"My point still stands. If it's something that mattered to you, you should keep it on your person at all times. " He'd reply coldly "Also, may I ask...why an angel like you ended up in one of my child's forests?"

Even though the figures grip was very miniscule on the book, it had a noticeable amount of strength behind it "If the book truly mattered to you, you'd hide it better, no?" The figure would take back his hand with a snap before standing up straight he'd tower over the seraphim at a terrifying 8ft

"Simply reading it, curious on what information this cycle runs with, that's all." The figure replied, his voice monotonous and glitchy His crystallised hands would hold out the book a bit further, keeping it between the tips of his claws

The figure would continue to stare from the darkness, his cloaked form appearing to somehow be darker than the shadows he hid inside "...looking for this book, fallen one" The figure held out the book to the other, his hand completely covered in black crystals looking akin to a gauntlet

The figure would rattle as he wandered over still keeping his distance and staying in the shadows ....in his grasp was the book the seraphim was looking for

A silent figure would be watching the mortal from a distance, keeping himself to the shadows Silently studying the being who disturbed a certain elf...

«You are the perfect, ultimate idol» ⊱ ─── {.⋅ ☽ ⋅.} ─── ⊰ ≫Celestial dragon && Idol≪ ⠀⠀ ☽ Serious/Crack ⠀⠀ ☽ Mature Themes ☽ Multiship ☽ Not New! BlueBlur.⠀ ⊱ ─── {.⋅ ☽ ⋅.} ─── ⊰

⠀ ——— 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓪’𝓼 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 , 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓸𝓻 . 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓰𝓽𝓱 . ———— ⠀ ⠀ {𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗽 . 𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 , 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝘄 } ⠀

The lone god stood in a field, silently listening to all the little things going on around him, letting the wind flow through the crystals that make up his figures His body rattled and chimed as he stood, his presence being almost invisible beyond the faint noises his crystals made +

❝𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴…𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚.❞

<-- Has "Wings" You may see them if you ask

The figure would be found atop a cliff, his darkened eyes absentmindedly scanning across the horizon The faint chittering and flickering of crystals could be heard coming from the being "I forgot how...pleasant the wind feels against the skin." A deep sigh came from the being as the crystals +

"𝙈𝙮 𝙋𝙪𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝘾𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧, 𝙍𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨. 𝙄 𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚" 🔥SlimeRancher OC 🍃Selective/Slow Replies ❄️Literate 🪨Serious/Crack 🌑Multiship w/ chem ☀️(N)sfw Themes ❤ + 🔄 #SlimeRancherRp #MVRP #OCRP #SciFiRP

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀♦ 　　 ͜for⠀your⠀𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 ー ；↷ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗜 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗶𝘁𝘆 — 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝘁𝘀. 𝗜 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗬𝗲𝘀... 𝗝𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲𝗴𝗶𝗻...? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀♦⠀G̶o̶d̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶C̶o̶n̶t̶r̶a̶c̶t̶s̶ ⠀♦⠀♦⠀⠀#MVRP、#OCRP。

".....I sense my soul children are fighting cause they are short...how humerus"

"I haven't had the need to in...I've honestly forgotten when I last drank anything, if I must be honest"

The figure would be seen silently strolling through some old battle ground of sorts A faint melody seemed to emit from him as he walked, in an almost familiar language but just faintly different Whatever the melody was, it was certainly a sad one, very fitting for the land he was walking through

"I find her life the most precious out of all life in the universe, of course when it comes to the multi and omni verses I find all terra's beautiful"

"I primarily protect Terra, not one to care about life beyond her surface" The constant had a very odd thought process, especially compared to others... almost as if he might have been a [Redacted]

"I do care for mortals" He'd say calmly "I am seen as a form of guardian by a rare few of you"

"Mhm" He'd soon return to silence after the very sudden warning

"Well, if that's the case, be careful around my hybrid and neo-knight Both are warm-blooded but The knights blood is burning hot and spicy The hybrids blood, if you bite his left arm, will just kill you on contact. Everywhere else is fine"

The god would carefully gaze down at her after some time "...be careful around a certain frost elf of mine, his blood is toxic You have a higher chance of meeting him than the other two for now"

"It certainly is." He'd soon sigh just taking in the view for now

"Hm, I'm fine, just forgot how nice a sunrise is been a long while since I've seen sol"

Dazakoth would be terrifyingly still almost statuesque as he looked out towards the horizon

"Mhm.." Dazakoth would carefully gaze across the horizon, thinking about some old memories of his

"It had one originally, to replace the need of humans and other similar beings in dangerous fields only to then be used as weapons and to take over the creative industries"

"It's lazy, a pathetic attempt to mimic organic life, something solely built to replace something that needs no replacing"

"Im not surprised. Most mortals don't quite like what doesn't look like them I personally have a hatred of synthetic life like robots" He'd explain, just enjoying the company of the leech

"For a mortal, you certainly seem unbothered knowing what I am. You seem... almost curious, right?"

"I've always been able to bend gravity to my will. From my earliest memories, I've been able to sense I've had some form of manipulation over it. " His tone sounding like a mortal reminiscing over childhood memories

"Well, I did gain the appearance of something I'm sure most mortals fear." He'd soon summon a blackhole in his hand, its orange excretion disk matching the colour of his hair and iris's His hair turned back to auburn as his eyes went back to being lifeless after unsummoning the blackhole

"I control it, decide when where what who and a multitude of other things" He'd explain calmly