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violentdesires Β· 3 months
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say it once again with feeling , how the death rattle breathing silenced as the soul was leaving . the deflation of our dreaming , leaving me bereft and reeling . my beloved ghost and me , sitting in a tree . d-y-i-n-g . it's happening again . how did it end ? the empathetic hunger descends .
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𝐈 , application .
( regΓ©-jean page / unknown / he , they ) β€” it’s been a while since we’ve seen zion gehena in the shadow world. the ancient ( death ) resides in the underworld and reminds us of cruel summers, goblets of red wine and confidence that could kill. rumor has it that they might have a connection to the underworld as its ruler , but only time will tell where their loyalties really lie. until then, only one thing is certain : the descent into hell will be easy for the usurper.
𝐈𝐈 , basic information .
name . . . zion gehena , death .
nicknames . . . none .
species . . . ancient .
age . . . unknown .
date of birth . . . unknown .
place of birth . . . the universe itself .
pronouns . . . he , him . they , them .
sexuality . . . pansexual .
residence . . . the underworld .
languages . . . fluent in any and all languages .
𝐈𝐈𝐈 , personality .
zodiac sign . . . unknown .
negative traits . . . stoic , stubborn , dismissive .
positive traits . . . protective , loyal , bold .
hobbies . . . walks after nightfall .
πˆπ• , appearances .
faceclaim . . . regΓ©-jean page .
height . . . 1,80 cm .
hair color . . . black .
eye color . . . brown .
notable facts . . . while they rarely put them on display , they do own both a cloak and a scythe . death has a pair of wings too , but there are not a lot of people who have seen those either .
𝐕 , relatives .
parents . . . the universe itself , perhaps .
siblings . . . kaladhar thakur ( devil ) , ayana tesfaye ( mother of monters ) , god .
familiar connections . . . the furies .
pets . . . thanatos , a hellhorse .
π•πˆ , biography .
The creation of death has always been surrounded by mystery and Zion - which Death goes by these days - has never been interested in disclosing much of his past. It is pointless to dwell on it, to attempt to recreate what is long forgotten, even by those that are referred to as the β€˜ancients’. It does not matter how they came into existence : They exist and the very thought of that has been enough to frighten creatures ever since they revealed their powers. Ending lives has never been difficult for Zion. In the end, death merely finishes the last chapter of a book before another one is opened and there is beauty in new beginnings, isn’t there ? They taught their reapers to assist with this task, guiding souls that ran out of time to their next destination and there were very rare moments Death desired to spare someone, offering them more time on earth. Doing so would always bring consequences that were out of their control and so they learned to become neutral. If somebody’s time is up, their time is up - no questions asked. The sentiment eased the creature’s mind, but said ease came at a price. Death did not allow themself to grow close to people. Their lives turned into something to be observed, something that could teach them a lesson about feelings, but they always reminded themself that their experiences were not ones that were meant for him. Being so closed off can be lonely, but how could you possibly miss something you rarely ever had? They carried out their job for thousands of years now, reaping young and old, healthy and sick, rich and poor whenever their time was up. It is a job that they could have carried out for the rest of eternity, but even an ancient being like them is not spared from boredom and frustration. Death decided that they would enjoy a change of scenery and so they allowed one of his most trusted reapers to lead the rest of them and paid attention to the fall of one of the greatest empires: The underworld. It was obvious that the leader of the malvagi was not fit to rule and Zion decided to do something useful with their ( temporary ) retirement. They took their scythe and paid them a visit, one that ended with a head rolling down the steps of Death’s newly claimed throne. A bold move, one that some of the demons admired, while others were displeased by this change in management. At the end of the day, Zion does not care how much they appreciate their methods - they have a goal and, under their rule, they will ensure that the underworld becomes the place that it is supposed to be. While the drama surrounding the shadow world has not gone unnoticed, Zion has no interest in involving themself in their dispute. As a matter of fact, most people are not aware of their identity and they plan on keeping it that way for as long as it pleases them, focusing at the task at hand: To restore the seven circles of hell and with it, the deadly sins.
π•πˆπˆ , wanted connections .
familiar . . . n/a .
romantic . . . ex partners .
platonic . . . someone curious about death and / or necromancy , people who have called upon them or seen them before , loyal reapers , their inner circle .
credits : psd , template .
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