"And lo, from the heavens, did the remnants of war fall—gifts of flesh, ruin, and divinity alike. The faithful called them blessings. The cautious called them curses. The ambitious called them opportunity. But all knelt beneath their weight, for none could deny their power."
Greetings, fellow seekers of the divine and the damning.
I could not ignore the call of this world you've woven—a place where gods and monsters scatter their remnants upon the land, and those bold (or desperate) enough to partake carve their names into legend. This premise is absolutely enthralling, and I would be honoured to take part in the unfolding chaos.
The dynamic between faith, power, and control fascinates me, and I can already see the makings of characters who walk the line between deification and destruction. Whether as an Organ-Bearer teetering on the edge of godhood or one of the watchful few charged with keeping such beings in check, I would love to help shape this tale.
I eagerly look forward to discussing ideas, potential roles, and how best to contribute to this world! May the gods (or whatever remains of them) favour our endeavours.
Your Pontifex of the Waning Year,
Miss December