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they’ve already seen it but here’s a little gift for @crownsandbishops

:D

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Hi red crown bearer of this world,

do you think baal would try to seek revenge and try to kill you, or do you think baal would try to save you?

A twist of the knife is all it needs.

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I have not seen Baal in many years. What he would do if he met me right now is... A complete mystery, unfortunately.

I do have a flower for him as a gift if we reunite... He always really liked those...

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so wait if ur the red crown bearer to end all red crown bearers, what happened to Lamb????

To give you a somewhat straightforward answer...

They were given the red crown for a small period of time while I was still a mere attendant. They were raised under the influence of the previous bearer before them, Ratau, so Master and I had both assumed that they would be able to handle the responsibility of the crown.

They weren't.

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How did everybody react when you suddenly disappeared without a trace one day, Aym?

"I may be able to offer you this."

A mysterious voice offers you assistance in the form of a transcript...

Baal ran. He ran faster than he could have in his life when he saw what happened. He scarcely scraped a glimpse of the two before two became one, but both disappeared. The tall purple figure and his brother, both gone in an instant. “Mom! Mom!”  He cried on his way to the caravan his mother resided in, all too ignorant to what had transpired not five minutes before. “Mom! Aym’s gone! He’s gone!” Screaming. The young kit’s voice was getting hoarse from his crying. He had managed to trip and fall on his way back to his mother’s caravan, muddying his clothes. The clothes that his brother had made for him as a birthday present not too long ago. It wasn’t before long that Baal had made his way back to the caravan, in which his mother looked worried sick about his current state. “My kit, whatever is the matter? Your clothes are muddied and your voice is gruff.” Baal couldn’t keep his composure anymore, his unrelenting guilt finally taking hold of him as he explained what happened. “It’s my fault, it’s all my fault! I left him for five minutes… and…” He had contemplated for a few seconds, his mother growing more worried by the second about what her son was saying. “Aym… Aym’s gone… He’s gone and it’s my fault…” Forneus had attempted to comfort the crying kit, holding a teardrop or two of her own. “Hearts beat and hearts break… Worry not my son, you are not to blame.” “I yearn for his smiling face, held by kindly paws…”

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Hey aym! ^^ how's your normal day like? As in killing anything? Crusades? Ect

No day is normal while running a cult that you didn't want to run in the first place. Normally, a day would involve a lot of variables. I crusade frequently, so I don't get the opportunity to interact with my followers a lot. I do enjoy talking to Pano, though. I mainly crusade to find resources, attempt to kill the Bishops as my Master instructed of me, or... To find them again... My family.

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What Am I?

Taken from my brother and my mother at a young age, I was indoctrinated into my master's teachings. I was always taught about how a Lamb was prophesized to free him.

I never believed as such and my lack of faith was only confirmed when said Lamb failed their mission.

We were faced with a lack of options. I was deemed trustworthy enough to bear the Red Crown.

I am a fraction of what my Master wants from me. I haven't been in this world long, and I lack discipline and allow chaos to reign.

I am weak.

But I am Aym. And I am the fated Red Crown Bearer.

(Art credit goes to @/Taytheamazing on Twitter <3)

(Welcome to the blog everybody! Feel free to ask any questions to characters you think would be interesting to ask questions to, although I can kind of promise that there won't be artwork to follow up questions with... Cause I can't draw...)