#VMV Leviath

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Cirxites of Cirxia

Natives to the plane of Cirxia, Cirxites are also known as ‘Demons’ by those native to Terra, or 'Daemons’ by those native to Angaea. Of their own species, they come in a base of seven unique different "xyntypes", differentiated by color and shape.

Cirxites are ranked biologically by the count of their horns, the count of their wings, and state of their tails, which are also tipped with the corresponding shape indicative to their xyntype. The highest rank, 'Royal’, possess three sets of horns, three sets of wings, and a hollowed tail shape. The middle rank, 'General’, possess two sets of horns, two sets of wings, and a full tail shape. The lowest rank, 'Common’, possess one set of horns, one set of wings, and a full tail shape. Each of the seven different xyntypes is culturally observed to have only one Prinxe, the title of a ruling royal, that they serve.

Cirxites are also separated by xyntype, a biological typing that determines, according to several cirxites, "how they serve their God, the Many Handed". Cirxites are required to perform their xyntypes to fulfill a certain "xyn quota", which renews every eight days as according to the individual cirxite's date of birth, and begins for each cirxite when they grow in their wings, horns, and tails, which is typically around the range of 10-14 years old. If this quota is not met at the end of eight days, the cirxite is at the risk of undergoing a state of being known as "the compelling". This state of being "compels" the afflicted cirxite to perform their xyntype until the quota spanning all eight days is completed. A cirxite undergoing the state of compelling seems to have no memory or control over their actions, which the majority of cirxites find to be an unpleasant experience. To prevent themselves from undergoing the state of compelling, cirxites of different xyntypes have built their cultures around their specific xyntypes, intended to help each individual cirxite reach their xyn quota and to prevent themselves from undergoing the state of compelling as much as possible.

Cirxites of differing xyntypes seem to be able to bear children of their two xyntypes, known colloquially as "motley cirxites", or "a motley cirxite". However, this is widely discouraged in Cirxia, likely because of the way the xyntype cultures are built, and how they are only meant to house cirxites of one xyntype. The full span of motley xyntype combinations is still unobserved, but it is theorized that cirxite biological rank may affect how the differing xyntype genes interact with each other.

Pride | Envy | Wrath | Sloth | Greed | Gluttony | Lust

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poggers!!

vmv belongs to @faemytho, icon is for @pogchamps-of-cirxia (which you should totally follow and send some asks)

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Drops this in here.

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[faemytho]

FROTHING!! thank you so much this is so VERY good and so very very worth it, my god.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ttyuV9iD2GYLXLasH1PN28zznf0o8ZMf0JWNQ4TGN1k/edit

Prince Leviath of Envy has returned to his rightful place after long absence. What does that mean for him? What does that mean for the circle?

For starters, he probably needs to take a walk.

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VMV and Leviath are by @faemytho

VMV blog @vampire-mythoverse

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Cirxites of Envy

Second only to the Pride Circle, Envy Cirxites can be identified by their green features and the circles on the tips of their tails. Most Envy Cirxites will typically hold attitudes that may come across as cold or snippy, while others are quiet and reserved in their manners. To be envious is to harbor unsatisfied desire, and so, Envy Cirxites have built their culture around the idea of repression, leaving themselves to wonder about each other. As a direct result of this, it is commonplace in envy culture to cover one's eyes with a mask, veil, or some other covering, and to dress with intent to cover as much as possible. Envy Cirxites have been observed to value autonomy and privacy above all else, and to an Envy Cirxite, to violate these is considered akin to an act of violence.

This culture of repression leaves not only Envy Cirxites wondering at the mystery of each other, but it also leaves cirxites of other xyntypes wondering at the mystery of Envy Cirxites as well. Of all cirxites of all xyntypes, Envy Cirxites are the only ones with natural bio-luminescent markings, stripes and spots often hidden, dimmed, and repressed beneath their masks and their clothing. The fact remains relatively unknown to most other cirxites, and it is suggested that the willing sight of an Envy Cirxite's bio-luminescence is indicative of their deep trust in whomever they are showing.

However, there are some things about Envy Cirxites that are widely known, or at least, widely believed, even among those of the envy xyntype. Though it remains unproven, many cirxites across all xyntypes hold Envy Cirxites to be excellent pathfinders, believing them to have an unparalleled sense of direction as compared to cirxites of other xyntypes.

The Envy Circle has only ever had one Envy Royal leading it, the original royal cirxite of envy, Prince Leviath. In the early days of Cirxia, however, he lost his crown and title to the original royal cirxite of pride in an underhanded Cirxite Deal. Under the Pride Royal's reign, the Envy Circle was left to rot, its people left on their own to build and regulate the society of the Envy Circle. Only recently, with the death of the first prince of pride, has Prince Leviath been able to take back his rightful place as the leader of the Envy Circle, and many Envy Cirxites have welcomed him back with open arms.

Pride | (X) | Wrath | Sloth | Greed | Gluttony | Lust

(All Cirxites)

[faemytho]

Cirxite: Also known as 'Demons' by those native to Terra, or 'Daemons' by those native to Angaea. As natives to the plane of Cirxia, they call themselves 'Cirxites'. Of their own species, they come in a base of seven unique different types, differentiated by color and shape. They are ranked biologically by their horns, wings, and tails, which are tipped with the corresponding shape indicative to their type. The highest rank, 'Royal', possess three sets of horns, three sets of wings, and a hollowed tail shape. The middle rank, 'General', possess two sets of horns, two sets of wings, and a regular tail shape. The lowest rank, 'Common', possess one set of horns, one set of wings, and a regular tail shape. Each of the seven different types is culturally observed to have only one Prinxe they serve.

i slapped some colors on those prinxe sketches i posted a while back lmao. these are the seven demon prinxes of cirxia, characters from my original project, Vampire-Mythoverse, or VMV for short. these guys constantly attack my brain, i love them dearly.

((in case u cant read their handwriting, its Prince Adulationis of Pride, Prince Leviath of Envy, Prince Sakareth of Wrath, Prinxe Brolkoron of Sloth, Prince Azodos of Greed, Prinxe Nammon of Gluttony, and Prinxe Asmarath of Lust))

[faemytho]

cirixite prinxe sketches that i never posted lol. click for better quality

in order, if tumblr doesn't mess up the images:

Prince Adulationis of Pride, Prince Leviath of Envy

Prince Sakareth of Wrath, Prinxe Brolkoron of Sloth, Prince Azodos of Greed

Prinxe Nammon of Gluttony, and Prince/Prinxe/Princette Asmarath of Lust

forgot the scales on sakareths wings and the freckles on brolkorons face, but ehhh it's fine

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Never thought I would see a character that’s as dead pale as me, but here we are sakareth.

Also thanks Tobin

I forgot i never posted these lol

Refs for @faemytho‘s @vampire-mythoverse: demon prince flavor, now with height comparison

also their names are written how i imagine their handwriting to be

edit: in case their heights are hard to read on the chart:

Adulationis: 5′3″ Leviath: 5′8″ Sakareth: 5′4″ Brolkoron: 6′7″ Azodos: 6′10″ Nammon: 5′0″ Asmarath: 5′9″

[faemytho]

(from left to right: Prince Adulationis of Pride, Prince Leviath of Envy, Prince Sakareth of Wrath, Prinxe Brolkoron of Sloth, Prince Azodos of Greed, Prinxe Nammon of Gluttony, and Prinxe Asmarath of Lust)

so i spent the past few days sketching out proper regular/default outfit styles for all my prinxes and rearranging them on a height chart!! i did also draw all of their wings (they all have three pairs, except adu) BUT their wings are so big and i do not have room for that </3 so ill probably post all their full sketches separately. later.

ANYWAYS. go bother them at their silly little askblog @pogchamps-of-cirxia. if u wanna know more abt vmv, check out @vampire-mythoverse!!

(EDIT: fixed the image a lil, should be better now. theoretically.)

[faemytho]

goddamn i love height differences. theyre boyfriends btw

[faemytho]

'tis lucilevi brainrot hours enjoy :hee:

"I thought I could trust you," Lucixiur spat with a tone cooler than the depths of despondence.

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"I- You can, Luci-" Leviath stammered, voice soft and broken, the green circle gemstone at his throat glimmering in the dim light.

"No, I don't want to hear it," Lucixiur snapped, eyes cold and harsh and sharp. "You clearly don't give a fuck about me, not if you're doing this to me."

"Luci, I'm not doing anything to you-" Leviath spoke again, and promptly found the air knocked from his silk covered chest as he was shoved against the wall.

Lucixiur looked down at him, eyes glittering hard and narrowed like sharpened topaz. Leviath's own, uncovered eyes widened in shock.

"I said," the Prince of Pride hissed, low and cold and angry. "I don't want to hear it."

[faemytho]

MMmm either ""All I ever wanted was to live a happy life. I wanted to be fine!" or "i'm in love with you, but i don't want you to hurt me" for lucilevi, whichever you think would be worse

ok fuck u guys /lh

lucixiur and leviath have one last talk. this one's canon!

Prince Lucixiur of Pride (he/him), Prince Leviath of Envy (he/him), Merahi Azazel of Guide (ai/ain/air), Merahi Brachael of Combat (vae/vaer/vaers) // @vampire-mythoverse

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Merahi Azazel of Guide steepled air fingers and looked down, across the field at the wounded Prince of Pride. Prince Lucixiur was a spitting mess of blood and fury, tail lashing, orange blood streaming down his arms and face and chest and leathered wings as the combat keruhiae surrounded him.

"Lucixiur of Eos' spawn, do you know why we are here?" Merahi Azazel spoke in Cirx, a high envy accent staining air angaelic voice.

Lucixiur dodged another keruhi's weapon, backing away with a frantic, steeled look in his eyes. Merahi Brachael, so small next to Azazel, sighed and began to cross the section of forest they had burned away, making vaer way towards the Cirxian Prince.

"I believe I have a hunch, yes," Lucixiur sneered, letting out a yelp as he dodged a lash of holy chain from a Lieutenant Keruhi.

Azazel hummed, before shaking air head and nonchalantly beckoning someone from the trees.

Prince Leviath of Envy, masked and dressed in green irachnix silks with not a hint of orange to them, gracefully made his way out of the trees, coming to a stop beside Azazel. "Lucixiur," he greeted in high envy Cirx, and though the dialect was naturally cold, Prince Leviath sounded frigid.

"Leviath?" Prince Lucixiur stopped, wide eyed and staring, and failed to dodge a gauntlet punch to the face from the other Lieutenant Keruhi of Combat. He stumbled, bringing a hand up to his cheek and dodging a glowing sword.

"Prince Leviath here has asked me to... relieve you of your duties," Azazel spoke, though despite air solemnity, there was a portentous gleam in air eyes. "I just simply couldn't pass up this opportunity."

"Leviath," Lucixiur spoke again, but his voice had changed. It was soft and broken, pleading, and Prince Leviath merely tilted his head. "Why would you consort with these filthy, rigid programs of Makda? Leviath, my love, why would you do this?"

"You know perfectly well why, Lucixiur," Prince Leviath spoke, his voice of Grieving Ice. As Lucixiur dodged another chain lash, his lips quirked up in a smile. "All I ever wanted was to live a happy life. I wanted to be fine. With you, because I wanted you. But you never wanted me, you wanted the idea of me."

"Shut up, you impudent, useless thing," the Prince of Pride snapped, and gave a pained scream as a glowing blade sliced through the leather of one of his wings. He stumbled, orange blood gushing from the torn flaps of skin, and held his injured wing close. "I thought we were fine, I thought you loved me, Levi!"

"I loved you," Prince Leviath snapped, dark jade feathered wings ruffling up in fury. He settled, letting out a deep breath. "I don't love you anymore, Lucixiur."

"Prince," the Prince of Pride breathed, holding his torn wing close and shaking.

"What was that?" Merahi Azazel asked, air voice hiding the slightest tremble of fury.

"I am a prince," Lucixiur whispered again, before letting out a vicious snarl and snapping. "You will call me as such, Leviath!"

"No," Prince Leviath spoke, the pleasant smile on his face widening into a sharpened grin. "I do not believe I will, Lucixiur."

Letting out an enraged scream, Lucixiur darted forward, breaking free of the keruhiae around him and bolting towards Leviath. Merahi Brachael, halfway across the field, raised vaer hand and summoned vaer axe. Closing vaer eyes, vae dodged out of Lucixiur's way and struck, slicing clean through his wings.

Lucixiur screamed, stumbling and falling to the burned, ashen ground. Dismissing vaer axe, Brachael summoned a sword, stepping forward and raising it above Lucixiur's back.

"Goodbye, Lucixiur," Prince Leviath murmured, his grin softening into pursed lips. "I will not miss you."

Brachael plunged the sword down.

[faemytho]

on the topic of the prinxes of cirxia, a while back i coded* some personal blog pages for them that are only accessible from desktop because they deal with custom themes

but im still super proud of them, so here's some screenshots** of those pages!

* "coded" meaning i went in and made some modifications (with the coder's permission) to an already existing page code theme to get each page to visually look/function how it does now.

** all the art used in each page were gifts to me for these characters. all of it is credited and linked back to the artist's source, but i will be tagging each artist so you can all go support them!

Prince Adulationis Silvoxson of Pride (ft. the art of @milqueandtoast)

Prince Leviath Eosson of Envy (ft. the art of @milqueandtoast)

Prince Sakareth Wrathson of Wrath (ft. the art of @thegreatyin)

Prince/Prinxe Brolkoron Bekrale of Sloth (ft. the art of @mutantalientrash)

Prince/Prinxe Azodos Mir'ale of Greed (ft. the art of @mutantalientrash)

Prinxe Nammon Kevixorale of Gluttony (ft. the art of @milqueandtoast)

Prince/Prinxe/Princette Asmarath Authale of Lust (ft. the art of @hisame-chan and @mutantalientrash)

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Sakareth and leviath,, with

“Didn’t you guys used to best friends?”

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two demon princes talk abt their trauma! ouch

(CW: there's slight alluding to some ab/se, proceed with caution and ask to tag! ily)

At his question, the fingers in his hair stilled. Sakareth looked up at the Prince of Envy from his comfortable spot in the other's lap.

"No," Leviath answered shortly, and the fingers resumed their careful massaging. "No, we were not friends, and I don't believe we ever were. Prince Lucixiur hardly considered me as on the same level as him. He did... unspeakable things to many people. Including me. It was impossible to get away."

Sakareth nodded slowly, letting his eyes flutter shut. A soft purr started in his chest. "My mother used to preach about how I'd be the prince one day," he spoke softly. "She'd hold me to her impossible standards, and hurt me when I didn't meet them. It's not really the same, but..." Sakareth cracked an eye open, looking up at Leviath. "I understand feeling trapped."

Leviath smiled down at the Prince of Wrath. "It is better now though, yes?" He asked, dragging one of his hands down to cup Sakareth's face. "We are here, and they are not."

"Yeah," Sakareth agreed, leaning into Leviath's hand. A smile found its way onto his lips. "We're alive, and they're not. We're free, and we're free together."

Leaning down, Leviath pressed a small kiss to Sakareth's forehead.

"Yes," he murmured, a gentle, curved smile on his face. "We're free together."

[faemytho]

Leviath?? 👁️👁️

World-Building Wednesday Ask Meme

oh!!! my bastard boy!!

(BY THE WAY IM STILL DOING THESE!)

Leviath // VMV

B A S I C S

full name: Leviath Eosson

gender: Male

sexuality: Bisexual

pronouns: He/Him

O T H E R S

family: Doesn't really have one. Is attempting to gather one through making grabby hands at his generals tho.

birthplace: Envy Castle, Cirxia

job: Prince of Envy

phobias: Prince Lucixiur

guilty pleasures: Talking to people, getting them to open up about their lives, and envying them for every aspect of it. Also wine.

M O R A L S

morality alignment?: Lawful neutral

sins: lust/greed/gluttony/sloth/pride/envy/wrath

virtues: chastity/charity/diligence/humility/kindness/patience/justice

T H I S - O R - T H A T

introvert/extrovert: Extrovert, but a very quiet one. Likes being around people, but prefers to let them do the talking.

organized/disorganized: Organized. Very organized.

close minded/open-minded: Hm. Somewhere in between.

calm/anxious: Oh, very anxious. Hides it very well behind some calm though.

disagreeable/agreeable: Depends. He'll be reasonable at best.

cautious/reckless: Cautious.

patient/impatient: Patient. All good things come to those who wait. (This is how he pulled off murder).

outspoken/reserved: Reserved!

leader/follower: Neither, really. Somewhere in a weird middle ground.

empathetic/unemphatic: Empathetic, but this does have a limit

optimistic/pessimistic: More of a pessimist, tbh. Tends to look at what might/will go wrong if he attempts something.

traditional/modern: Leans more traditional, but he's trying to get used to more modern stuff. So many things have changed.

hard-working/lazy: Hard working! It doesn't seem like it to those outside the Envy Castle, but Leviath's doing him best to give the Envy Circle some stability

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

otp: Leviath/Sakareth

ot3: Adulationis/Leviath/Sakareth

brotp: Brolkoron & Leviath

hotp: Leviath/Lucixiur