◜❝ —- GUTS AND GLORY ❞◞

[grimdark]

[align=center][div style="width: 350px; font-family: arial; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 10pt;"]existence. power. death. rebirth.

all are familiar for the being who had been created the moment god proclaimed, "and let there be light." universe so vast and empty now filled by sentient cosmic light who dared to fill in space. crafted ivory pillars and delightful paradise as home for first children within existence. beaming pearl teeth and shining angelic bodies all too eager to praise almighty’s name in harmonious hymns. once peaceful and balanced before mankind had been birthed into still vacant space and seething jealousy of brilliant morning star targeted toward creator’s fragile mortal children. fruit of knowledge bitten and harsh punishment handed in tow. saw as brother harmed brother, blood spilled blood, and corruption seeped deep within pure soil.

it had witnessed countless rise and falls of nations, of innocents slaughtered and grinning murderers, tongues so loose they speak treachery. chilled breath of death known too well as it reaped souls and delivered everyone to their destination accordingly. madness. it’s madness but such is the cycle it had come to learn. no matter what happened the cycle stays true on its path. unwavering and unyielding. just as life is given, it’s to be taken. no one, no thing, lives forever. equilibrium wins in the bitter end.

at least, it believed it to be so.

despite being around for millennia after millennia there were those of ancient origins who simply are. before death. before the light. before the darkness. and in that split second a violent jolt shot through pristine body, blood roaring loud in ear and heart pounding fiercely in chest. then it came into view. quicker to notice than any of mortal status and turned toward yawning chasm of pitch blackness. a shard of night’s moonless sky where only cold stars glimmer in the distance. but there is no joy or excitement nor is there fear or hostility. any thing of that magnitude is what kept burningbibles in its position for three minutes. only when souls that reside here that start to writhe and lash was when it decided to trek across cool grass and moist soil, careful not to brush moss covered trees or fumble through thick overgrowth.

it paused head cocked to the left and deep frown on pale lips, unsure of what to make of their. . . greeting. voice drowned voices in conflict, one trying to be above all others but ends in stalemate. stated they, as one single entity, were here. here for what? wary curiosity caused jaws to part and released a soft breath.

"salve."

thunderous clap of greeting rumbled through ancient trees from afar. dared not speak in native tongue of holy bodies and old stars which would damage hearing for those who wouldn't withstand its true voice. but perhaps it could with the one older than the universe itself. it took minutes, minutes, before being of heaven's hums and stardust arrived at the scene, frigid glacier eyes sweep over unknown duo, not recognizing either as one when it feel, then land on them.

unlike the others who bristle and bare teeth, it remained calm. composed. a stable line it was standing on and stopped a few inches ahead of the duo. "coincidence or fate?" pleasant hum bubbled in its throat, mainly towards itself than anything.

[dame]

:eyes:

[grimdark]

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