#eden lore

[mystically-yours]

"there have been an influx of love letters circulating across the devildom, and all is signed under such pen name. so tell us, eden, who are you?" "a messenger," eden hums. " one for lovesick fools."

⋮ ⌗THE PERSON BEHIND THE WAX SEAL

⤹ SIGNED, EDEN — adult (around '00s). they/them pronouns. south-east asian. aquarius sun, gemini moon. intj-t. full-time student, part-time daydreamer. wannabe arts major/bound to STEM.

⤹ MX. JURISPRUDENCE — "It's not like in the movies. It's better, because it's real." — 'To All the Boys I've Loved Before' by Jenny Han

⋮ ⌗ON WEDNESDAYS, WE WAVE THROUGH A WINDOW

⤹ YES, YES & YES — my mooties (ride or dies). my irl friends and family. musical and performance arts. autumn/winter. medicine, history and mythology. writing (yapping). romantic comedies and tragedies.

⤹ KEPT IN A BOX — "to all the boys i've loved before" by jenny han. "and then there were none" by agatha christie. "falling into place" by amy zang. "circe" by madeline miller. "little women" by louisa may alcott.

⤹ NO NO!! NEVER!! — any form of discourse or bigotry. cockroaches. loud noises.

⤹ HONEY, CUE THE RADIO — strike whilst the iron is hot, orange & lemons. hexagonal, shirebound & busking. bored, laufey. timezone, maneskin. sex with a ghost, teddy hyde. red wine supernova, chappell roan. captivated, iv of spades. goodbye my danish sweetheart, mitski.

⤹ ALWAYS AND FOREVER — solomon + eden = soloden. simeon + eden = emeon. barbatos + eden = barbaden.

updated on 28.10.24 | star dividers by @issysh3ll

[your-average-bisexaul-boy]

Please Eden. Just let’s talk and don’t let your little friends get in your head I’m really trying to make up for what happened. You out of everyone should know that.

”Dear gods lady you don’t know when to give up do you. And for your information were Eden’s siblings now and we army corrupting him. He’s making his own choices. And if you were such a coward you would stop sending us things anonymously. But nooo you’re just a coward and a terrible mother. Ari has been more of a mother to Eden than you so please never contact us again.”

Theo snapped feeling his anger rise at this woman.

“And for your information you coming back made Eden have a mental breakdown and Serene had to calm him down and show he is actually cared about.”

“So I hope you’re happy. Good day.”

[svampira]

1 for elias but i m literally thinking about what if someone just locked him in a room with nothing to do. how would he even react to that LOLLLL

15 for your main ocs bc i want to know. (SORRY IF THTS ALOT)

ask game

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

Omg what did Elias do to you why would you do this to him😖 though locking him in a room is marginally better than having him sit still. He will either sims idle animation (start stretching, doing push ups, singing to himself) or he'll pull out his phone to kill boredom by taking selfies, get mesmerised by his reflection, then stare at it for the next hour without blinking. I feel like w him being camarilla this actually happens very often (not him being locked in a room but more like. A lot of waiting) and he genuinely can't take it. If he has to speak to one of his superiors and he has to wait outside for more than 5 minutes he'll start wandering around, get lost, and force some elder with much better things to do to come fetch him.

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

Diamila > kourtney kardashian 100% they speak the exact same way. She tries to tone her valley girl accent down for important meetings but fails miserably all the time. She speaks very slowly and drags her vowels out > literally very otherwise menacing monologues dragged down by the trisha paytas mh at the end of every word. Apart from that she definitely rehearses everything she says first, 100% walking back and forth repeating her speech to herself outloud in the empty camarilla bathrooms, literally has Elias workshop jabs, speeches and threats with her at home. She's ventrue goofy in a way other people very much can see. The only reason no one makes fun of her to her face is that she's the ventrue whip and everyone knows she probably has a higher vampire bodycount than the entire SI (vtmb fledgling + working as a scourge/hound for 20 years)

Brooklyn > Sza 100%. Not only because i think her voice is super hot and I associate kill bill with brooklyn but also because of the insane pathological lying. They would both lie about being marine biologists. She's eloquent and borderline poetic when she speaks, smiles a lot, will say the most fucked up violent shit while beaming and giggling cutely 💯 does naut think before speaking but the times she does is when she's about to say something truly unhinged

Elias > my voice claim for him literally a fucking rpdr winner😭 sasha velour. They have such a nice voice and it fits Elias super well i love how deep it is while not being ooc for him and i ❤️❤️❤️ vocal fries they're so cute > here's what I'm talking about . Elias also speaks slowly while dragging his vowels ouuuuut, he does naut ever think for more than a split second before opening his mouth. Despite this, he's very very good at talking, could convince anyone to do almost anything while making them think it's still their own idea. Definitely intersperses his sentences with "like" a lot.

Eden > Welket Bungué. Why shouldn't he speak with a portuguese accent. Mainly because I decided on Eden's design after seeing him in crimes of the future and though I've never really referenced him while drawing him i can and will steal his voice. Deep and warm voice, unlike my other ocs he is NICE he speaks to spread positivity and kindness peace and love🙏 he's also an anarch figure head so he might spur people on to do incredible violence but thats normal camarilla are doing worse. Was naut born in the us but moved there as a teen

[prism-empurress]

i leave soon but here's a bit more…more specifically, Prism Empire lore.

Heart shards are an object conjured by residents of the empire. They're born of one's deep desire to protect the empire and/or it's people. It shoots out of you like a beam!

When conjured, they're to be taken to the Empurress, who deposits them to the Empire Heart. The gigantic crystalline heart

then grows a tad bit bigger.

When deposited, the one that conjured the shard then gets some neat buffs! However, they are now spiritually LINKED to the heart of the empire. This means that they're now attuned to everyone else's emotions, those that have also conjured shards.

it gets a little annoying at first, but I think a majority of the attuned ones get used to it/block it all out.

However, when a majority of emotions are negative, it really wears down on one's psyche. so meditation and clearing one's mind is a must.

if you're really close to the Empurress AND attuned to the heart of the empire, you get access to using some of it's miracles. Like curing some illnesses, mending bones, or even winding back time…

but toying with time is highly frowned upon. don;'t do that.

[mychapel-004]

FNAF SPOILERS! SCROLL! TALKING ABOUT THE SPRINGLOCK SCENE!

i’ve seen so many people discussing the springlock scene in both negative and positive ways and i think it brings up really cool points about how matthew played that scene and balanced fan expectations with his own characterisation.

i think the discussions around this movie have rlly exposed the disconnect between fanon and canon in fnaf, especially talking abt the core games in isolation, bc frankly in the game universe (ignoring the books) we get Very Little characterisation for William other than the obvious, but Matthew managed to add so much in the way he talks and his body language.

in the reveal scene, we see afton at arguably his peak. in his first scene, he comes off as somewhat demeaning and judgemental until he recognises mike’s name, at which point he seems to have this nervous energy, rushing to cover it up but stumbling slightly, his reaction to the tables being turned even slightly is massive.

this is a man who committed multiple mrdrs in essentially broad daylight, hid the bodies in the most obvious place, and still got away with it, and then kept the crime scene as a trophy of his actions, and an ongoing prison sentence for his victims. he has been in complete control for decades, and is confident that he can deal with any kind of threat quickly. his confidence in his reveal is palpable

it changes when vanessa shoots him. the whole parallel with vanessa and the animatronics is hugely interesting too- how william refers to the animatronics almost endearingly as “kids” when he wants them to obey, how both vanny and the animatronics have an unearned loyalty to him, almost a pseudo-adoption through what he did to them, taking them from their parents and keeping them under his thumb, forever stuck as naive, forgiving, obedient children. vanessa breaking from that control shakes him, but the mask slips back into place almost immediately.

then, he’s outsmarted by the brother of one of his victims, and the child he planned to end next. his pseudo-children turn on him and he can no longer manipulate his appearance or shed his skin to escape. he explodes on them, and his language is incredibly telling that he is being dishonest.

he calls them small, trying to belittle them into submission, even though they are ten feet tall metal animatronics powered by rage. he is grasping at straws to regain control, and failing miserably.

finally, the springlocks go off. the locks in the movie look more like a ribcage, so the first two likely puncture his lungs. they’re slow, and painful, but he doesn’t scream or beg or sob. he grunts and groans, gritting his teeth and only letting out sounds of pain that sound almost involuntary. there is no way in hell he would visibly let himself show weakness or pain in front of these creatures that he believes he has control over. he isn’t brought to his knees until there are eight metal spikes embedded in his abdomen. he doesn’t let the mask fall for even a second, until he literally PUTS THE ACTUAL MASK ON and finally collapses. even then, he’s fighting for consciousness, twitching and writhing with no control over his body. william afton thrives on control, and his soul will not rest until he gets it back.

it’s why he keeps the pizzeria- he always comes back. he can’t help but return to the scene of the crime, putting on his old costume, continuing his killings. he revels in being a constant threat on the horizon. and now, he knows he is going to die, and he knows the suit will bring him back, and noone will be able to get rid of him then. so he puts the mask back on, and waits.

in terms of the sfx- they’re pretty accurate. with stab wounds, you need to leave the knife in the wound as long as possible for best chance of survival, as it stops the blood from escaping. in terms of the springlocks, there wouldn’t be copious amounts of blood as the locks are keeping the wounds filled- which is good because it means a slower, more painful death.

[propertyofwhitney67]

I fucking knew it. Whitney has not grown out of it.

So many thoughts. My sweet baby would go full yandere and actively eliminate the competition. I can chew on him and he'd like it. You know Kylar has some crazy shit on his phone. I have ideas about Whitney’s friends having a crush on PC. I have so many thoughts and feelings about the emotional cheating stuff too, the potential...

I'm screaming, he visits the babies frequently. He has more 'embarrassing' interests and I need to know them.

More Mickey crumbs + Landry

Remy is on fucking tiktok

This is so cute

[greentrickster]

Begging the Hazbin fandom to go read some wiki articles on garden of Eden-era biblical lore. Not because the Hazbin fandom's doing a bad job or uncreative or anything so much as because apparently some of the preexisting lore is absolutely buckwild.

Like, I gave the wikipedia entry on Adam a poke, just 'cause curious, not at all expecting a "Lol yeah, he and Eve both lived for almost a thousand years after getting kicked out of Eden, and for the first hundred and thirty they just fucked off to separate sections of the world because they were mad at each other and both had a lot of sex with demons before getting back together, having Cain and Abel, and then presumably getting to question whether they shouldn't have just stuck with the demon sex when their firstborn killed their second-born."

It just feels like there's apparently a lot of stuff the Hazbin fandom could have a lot of fun with, you know?

[baudshaw]

ITS HERE. THE NEW SYMBOL IS THE ARAMAIC SYMBOL FOR *RESH*. RESH IS USED IN THE CONCEPT ART TO REFER TO THE EDEN ELDER. THE NEW SEASON IS TWO EMBERS AND SPECIFICALLY EDEN ELDER RELATED STAY CALM. OR DONT TWO EMBERS T-MINUS 2 MONTHS

[dee-snut]

Ohhh! If Whitney is your least favourite, who is your fav?

The sheer amount of essays I could write about my beautiful forest princess with a disorder.

[forgottenliv]

@catb-sh

So your ask may have prompted me to finally draw this idea I've had floating around in my head for a long time. And I may have gone a bit over the top with it for, yknow, a palette challenge, but I had a vision dammit

I imagine Storm (aka Alef etc etc) to be, well, pretty much just a skykid. But being the first one to fall, ever, they would have had the eyes of all the realms on them awaiting the fulfillment of the prophecy from so long ago. And part of that prophecy, according to the cave murals and the one in Eden, is that they would die and be reborn so that their light could save the world. So this child, this little kid who fell from the stars, had a massive amount of pressure on them from the beginning, held up on a pedestal as the savior they were predetermined to be.

I sometimes imagine what it would be like to make that first ascent. What was going through their mind as the kingdom – their kingdom – knelt before them? Did they fear death, or long to return to the Light? Did they believe they could save the world, or know that the task would be impossible alone?

I mean, they were so young. (I'm really happy with how the face turned out so have a close up)

And with that, the requests are finished!! Thank you so much to everyone who submitted, I had a lot of fun with this challenge!

[glacierclear]

Disorganized rambling lore dump for Eden (sorta for my own reference, for the purpose of categorizing thoughts!)

Exploring the concept of a werewolf who doesn't know they're a werewolf and lives in constant denial, despite all the warning signs.

D&D lore seems to revolve a lot around "rejecting" or "embracing" your lycanthropy and I thought it would be interesting to conceptualize a character that rejects it so thoroughly they don't even know they have it.

Eden Glee was the youngest sibling of a strong and resourceful family. They didn't have a lot. They lived within their means, and relied on one another. Eden was playful. Mischievous. Ventured too far, took miscalculated risks, and frequently caused trouble for their family. Eden was always an unlucky child.

They met the wolf alone one night. In an attempt to free the poor creature's leg from a trap, it attacked them, marring their face and inflicting them with lycanthropy. They managed to run home, crying and telling their family that a strange dog had bit them in the woods, unaware of its true nature.

On the night of their first transformation, their family was killed.

To them, they were the sole survivor of a vicious attack, not realizing they were the true culprit.

Wherever they went, death followed. They fled to towns. Villages. Remote settlements. Every month brought new corpses. Of course, they came to the most obvious conclusion.

With motivations unknown, the beast must have followed them, bonding on the night they had met.

So, Eden chose isolation. They ventured east, building a home for themselves in the deep forests of Cormanthor. They became self-sufficient. The further they were from people, the safer everyone would be.

Time lost structure. In the years spent hiding, months intermingled, and gaps in their cognition blurred. It no longer felt odd to lose days' worth of memories. That's just how the cycle worked when you lived alone. Surely, this is just that "cabin fever" people would talk about.

Every so often, they'd stumble upon new carnage. A desecrated animal corpse. A ripped up tree trunk. The remains of unfortunate wanderers passing through the woods. All reminders that the beast still lurked. It still followed.

And it was easy to take things as they came. To dismiss changes in their body as explainable phenomena.

Staring at the moon made them uncomfortable now. The light almost itched the blood beneath their skin. But they had always preferred the daytime, anyways. The only reason they were in this mess to begin with was because they were out past dark. It made sense to grow wary. Silver burned and stung their flesh. Mama's necklace had to be sealed away in a box. But their big brother once developed a strawberry allergy when they were young. It wasn't outside of the realm of possibility that this was a similar case. They had always preferred the look of bronze, anyways. Their family would grow wolfsbane. It made excellent poisons, and they'd pick the flowers to decorate their hair, even if it numbed their hands and tingled their scalp. But now, just the sight of it horrified them, triggering an almost guttural, vicious reaction. But...grief manifested in strange places. Perhaps the reminder was too painful, even after so long.

But, worse than anything else, they just missed the world. They missed friends and laughter and warm fires shared with those they loved. The weight they shouldered was heavy, but as long as the beast still lived, they would not risk another. God, they could not lose another.

They were beyond seeking answers. The best they could do was manage the circumstance. Ward away as many as they could. Keep people out.

Maybe there was no explanation. No reason for why this happened each and every month. That was just the nature of bad luck.

And throughout the years, that had never changed.

Eden was always an unlucky child.

[manuellarts]

The Fallen King: RESH

i haven't drawn anything too complicated in a while and this picture popped in my mind .. i think i cooked tbh 💆 ( save me from the brainrot it is CONSUMING ME. )

[your-average-bisexaul-boy]

Eden is that you darling boy? By the gods I’ve been so worried about you! I know you’re still upset but come on you know I wasn’t ready for kids yet. But I’m back now and I’m hoping we can finally build our relationship.

Eden stared blankly for a few moments. His teeth gritted in anger he couldn’t believe this bullshit. After neglecting him for thirteen years this woman had the nerve to act like she wanted a real relationship with him.

“No. Fuck off and stay out of my life. If you start again this bullshit I will personally block you.”

“You don’t have the right to walk back into my life and act as if everything is okay. I’ve given you enough chances so please never contact me again.”

He said harshly he hated this woman and never wanted to hear from her again.

[svampira]

40 e 36 per elias e eden mwah

ask game (🙈🥺)

Hiii green miao

How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

Elias is completely oblivious to anything negative about himself, and even if he was made aware of any of his flaws he'd just shrug it off. Not even his amnesia could take away the unshakable confidence that comes with being rich hot and talented and having nothing go wrong in your life for 19 years (until he got yk. murdered).

Eden is very touchy when it comes to the downsides that come with his vampirism and his specific clan. He hates not feeling reliable or trustworthy especially because of his paranoia but rather than feel sorry for himself he works hard to mitigate the effects of his clan bane, never gives into the violent urges and temper that come with being a vampire and generally holds himself accountable while trying not to fall into self hate. I think he used to be a little more self conscious when he was younger but like. He is a 40 year old man. He's so normal for a malkavian he probably managed to find a vampire therapist.

Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap? 

Mhh with Elias it's tricky cause as a siren he literally almost exclusively feeds under(?) the guise of sex. He has a little "herd" of blood dolls (just because hunting in night clubs can get dangerous) he has vaguely romantic-platonic relationships with and he did seek them out, but he considers them his friends while they're either in love with him or (and) addicted to the feeling of being bitten. The canon romantic relationships he has happen either with them approaching him first (his sire, anarch nosferatu ex gf he fucked over really bad can't wait to draw her, the senechal) or just through a convoluted series of coincidences (imesh). My final verdict is he doesn't seek out romance and would probably be fine with just his herd for a long time because is one true love is human blood yayyy^^

Eden used to seek them out when he was younger (after his big dramatic break up with Brooklyn) but after a couple of his anarch girlfriends died in mysterious, totally non-Brooklyn related circumstances (she didn't kill *all* of them😑), he kind of gives up on romance and starts distancing himself from people when they show too much interest. I jest about brooklyn killing his gfs, i think the life expactancy for vampires in LA is very very low because of the hunters, the overpopulation and the open war between the camarilla and the anarchs. She did kill at least one though

[prism-empurress]

Eden lore dump

So Eden is a planet where a majority of my OCs live. They may not ALL be born on it, but for some reason or another, they all find their way there.

In the vast beginning of the universe Eden resides in…there was nothing.

Suddenly, a drop of light descended from somewhere and landed.

From that light, bore a chaotic explosion. All concepts coming to life, all the good, bad, chaotic, orderly things. It took billions upon billions of years, then eventually everything settled, like sand in a cup of water.

One planet was the first to bear life, and from it's waters, a curious satyr emerged. Coughing, retching, she clung to the first thing she saw; a dead tree. It was a large tree with many branches, it saved her, but it was long gone, even though the satyr tried watering it back to life.

She gazed at the bleak, blank horizon, feeling hollowness…then determination.

This satyr then searched through various grasses for seeds. Once she gathered enough seeds, she planted them into the rich, moist soil.

The satyr worked tirelessly for an unknown period of time, tending to her crops…until eventually she found herself in a paradise of her own making. She should've been proud of the progress…but she was lonely.

She wept by the shore that birthed her, praying to the waves so that her words could be carried out.

She prayed for company. No matter how small.

Nothing happened. But every day she did the same, after watering everything she grew. Eventually, with her misery, she watered everything with her ownears. Here she was, in this beautiful paradise, but not able to enjoy any of it. Not even the delicious fruits.

One day, she came across a strange plant. She didn't recall cultivating this one at all. But it was huge, about to burst. She poked it, and…

from it came a winged, horned creature. It wept loudly, and she took it into her arms. Finally, a companion to join her in this realm. The satyr could feel joy. She taught the creature everything she knew over the years, and the creature grew alongside her.

Soon it was just the two of them, in a perfect paradise.

But, some untold decades later, the satyr fell gravely ill. The creature, having named itself Tiron, was skilled in making medicines, but none of it's cures worked

Feeling like her time was up, the satyr told Tiron to take care of the paradise the two of them made. But Tiron wanted more than anything to save her.

Alas, the satyr passed at dawn, and Tiron was engulfed with rage.

He tore everything down. He uprooted the mightiest trees and stomped on the smallest plants.

he found a patch of dry neglected grass, and started a fire. With that fire, he spread it everywhere it could, until everything was naught but ash.

He tried to find his caretaker's remains…but found that that too, was burned.

Tiron cursed it all. The water, the ash, the earth, the wind, everything he could see and feel, he cursed at.

In his anguish, he tore out his own heart and cast it to sea.

For countless centuries, he stood, statuesque by the shore. unmoving, unblinking.

One day, a strange wind carried three seeds…and the wind deposited them into the ashen ground.

Nobody could tend to the seeds, but the seeds germinated anyway. From the seeds…sprouted three flowering lifeforms. Blossom, Azalea, and Daisy.

They were born into a dead, desolate world. Their one companion having turned to stone. But at least they had each other.

They studied everything they could reach, drawing their notes into clay that they found and hardened.

Then calamity struck, devouring everything in it's path.

But what meal is a world that has been torched? The core might've been delicious, perhaps the layers below the surface were, too…

Calamity's appetite was not satisfied.

Then…time rewinds, to the mother of paradise emerging from the sea once more.

She gets horrific deja vu, but proceeds.

She finds all the seeds including three strange ones, cultivates and grows them all, and meets Blossom, Daisy, and Azalea. The three unusual sprouts tell the satyr of their research, that they somehow remember, and the satyr finally named herself.

Eden'a; Mother of Eden. the "'a" means "maker" in my head.

Eden'a vows to prevent that desolate, lifeless future from occurring. With the three sprouts helping her, she's no longer lonely on this new realm. But one day she finds the plant that bears Tiron. She pokes the plant, plucks Tiron from it's center, and Tiron weeps overjoyed to be reunited with his caretaker and mentor.

The next paradise that grows from everyone is far better than the first one. It's leagues of improvement. But one day, Eden'a realises…there's no society to encourage prosperity in.

What is a world with only five occupants? She prays to the empty sky, wishing contact from other lifeforms. "If other lifeforms are injured, come to the paradise for aid"

No response. Eden'a selects the largest fruit she can find, and offers it to the black waves, speaking her wish.

The fruit dissolves, particles sinking into the inky waters…soon, laughter of children is heard all around…and a beam of light shines from the deepest depths, piercing the sky.

Now, should any otherworldly visitor need rest, they know to follow the light to paradise. Eden'a spent many days at the shore, waiting and hoping that someone new would show up from the sky. They could crashland, if they wanted to.

But no visitors.

To house the beam of light, a crystalline tower was contructed, and with the tower, came a temple, and a chamber to pray in.

However, all this did, was attract the Calamity to the paradise even faster than before. It saw it all the way from wherever it came from; how could it not?

But the planet did not satisfy the Calamity, even though it was fruitful and flourishing.

Time rewinds once more, to Eden'a emerging from the black ocean. She remembers everything. To be numb to all the anguish she'd experience, she tears HER heart out, and casts it to the sea.

Now she's numb inside, but she's fine with it as long as everyone else is happy.

She finds the seeds plus Blossom, Azalea, and Daisy. She cultivates her paradise AGAIN. She opens up Tiron's flower, but instead of motherly love towards him..she feels nothing. She fakes it, to be convincing. But she hates herself for not feeling ANYTHING.

She goes to great lengths to feel ANYTHING, even going into dangerous territory like getting scrapes on her arms from grabbing thorns, or breaking her bones from falling down great heights. She recovers every time, but she feels no pain.

She goes insane, into a downward spiral.

The paradise is even BETTER the third time around but what good is it to rule over it all, and feel nothing towards those that look up to you?

She is crowned Queen of the new world, having a crown made of seashells, and her body draped in strings of pearls and kelp.

But where there was once warmth in her eyes, is only an icy gaze now.

Everybody began fearing her. Blossom thought if she was somehow placated, paradise could last forever.

Azalea suggested she needs challenges to overcome. But what challenges are there to overcome? Everything is perfect in paradise.

Daisy thought about venturing into the black sea to retrieve Eden'a's heart, but everything that touches the water gets dissolved and made into something else over time.

So. Studies were done of the waters surrounding paradise. Daisy dipped her arm into the water and screamed as it dissolved, leaving only a nub. But all was not lost, as from the waters… emerged seeds of the caocao tree; where chocolate comes from.

The tree was cultivated, it's beans harvested and cooked, then offered to Eden'a. She ate the offering, not even blinking. She gives her thanks for the gift, and instructs everybody to share it amongst themselves.

Eden'a believed herself to be thoroughly broken; a mere shell of what she once was.

She was dearly loved and feared by everyone, but she could not reciprocate or smile genuinly.

So, for her own research…she took her crown off, placing it on Tiron's head, and stripped off her gown of pearls and kelp, and dives into the black sea, wishing for vibrant lifeforms to grace paradise with all of their presences.

For the first time since she was re-reborn, she smiles.

Her and the black sea have become one. She dissolved into stars.

Everyone mourned her, screaming at the sea to give Eden'a back.

Suddenly, an explosion from deep beneath the sea erupted, and splattered all across the sky, forming the dots that once used to be the Mother of Paradise.

Now Eden'a and the black sea were no more…

Plants began wilting, water supplies began drying up, and it grew cold.

Tiron, Blossom, Daisy, and Azaelea huddled for warmth…then everything became black.

Time did not reset.

Instead, a barrier of love and warmth surrounded the quartet, and the planet began growing above and around them, eventually becoming the planet's core.

On the new surface of the planet, life began anew. There was plants, PEOPLE being born, from other lifeforms seeking new homes. Societies flourished all over the globe, some even becoming enhanced by magic users; those that were born by having the mothers contact magical rifts that flowed from the cracks of the planet.

Every so often, one of three super powerful wielders of magic would be born. One was always subtle, one was always feared, and another was always sought out.The feared ones…were hunted, often before their true powers were awoken. the subtle ones…were often raised in secrecy.

The revered ones…were very, very rare, often worshipped in the belief that they could conjure a world free from strife.

it's even rarer to have these three godly ones be born in the same era.

One can't help but wonder…what if all three of them were able to ascend into greatness?

[anonymouslyangsty]

Spoilers for DRDT ch 2 blackened

So DRDT is a television show in universe, right?

Do you think Ace's parents will watch his execution? Do you think they'll hear how much he hates his talent, his talent, himself? Do you think they were on the edge of their seats, praying that their Ace, their son, isn't the killer? That it was anyone else? Do you think they cursed Nico for what they did to Ace? Do you think they cursed themselves for not doing anything about how miserable their son was?

Do you think Ace's siblings will look up one day and realize they're older than their brother ever got to be? That they've lived a fuller, happier life, the life Ace lamented never having before his death?