Here goes nothing. Give me some of that sweet, sweet feedback. I probably messed something up along the way too. [hider=The God of Desolation] [hr] [center][color=black][h1][b]Orvus[/b][/h1][/color][/center] [center][img]https://uploads.spiritfanfiction.com/fanfics/capitulos/201809/nova-era--imagine-toshiro-hitsugaya-14167376-020920181933.jpg[/img][/center][center][color=black][h2][sub][sub][sub](Or-vus)[/sub][/sub][/sub][/h2][/color][/center] [center][color=black][h2]The Desolate. The Empty Lord. The Ruin.[/h2][/color][/center] [hr] [center][color=black][h2][u][b]Sphere[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center] [center] [hider=Veradax, The Broken Moon. The Shattered Sphere.] [color=silver][i]Above Galbar sits a large celestial body. Veradax is the name it was given, and it is the home of Orvus. The moon itself is fairly close to Galbar, and orbits every week. Veradax gives off a very dim glow, and even upon a full moon it does little to illuminate the night. Most notably, half of the moon has been completely shattered into millions of pieces of rock and dust. The size of the debris varies, from the smallest of particles, to the size of continents. This rock field is in constant turmoil with itself, and a violent place not for the stout of heart. The side of Veradax that is whole, is a bleak place, in constant and unending twilight. A thick blanket of clouds covers this land, allowing nothing to grow or be caressed by light’s gentle warmth. Fierce lightning flashes across the sky, but even such light as that is fleeting and does little. A biting wind blows dust and ash in great storms that blanket vast expanses of terrain in a fine grey dust. When such storms die down, most of Veradax is unnaturally quiet and the absence of sound is one of its defining characteristics. The place is forlorn, and tragic to all who encounter it. Most would be driven mad by such silence, in the end. But Veradax is not entirely empty. Here is home to the places abandoned, lands destroyed, the broken and forgotten. Eventually, Veradax will house ruins upon ruins of empty shells, devoid of the life they were first tasked with. Giant towers left to ruin, cities left to rot and even beings who were discarded. Cast aside, no longer wanted by their creators. All of these are no longer with purpose, but on Veradax they can be alone together. The broken side of the moon is devoid of any structure, for its nature is to only destroy. Between the discards of builders, there resides great deserts of dust stretching on as far as the eye can see. A true, desolate wasteland with nothing but emptiness. To walk into the grey lands, is not death, but worse still- to be forgotten so completely, death know not what you are or how to claim you. But those who wander with purpose will find themselves in even greater peril. Ultimately, Veradax is what Galbar leaves behind. They influence each other in a most abusive relationship. For Galbar gives Veradax a taste of what it wants most- To be whole and united again. In turn, because Veradax cannot be whole, it unleashes upon Galbar desolation, in the form of Moon-falls. Pieces of the moon are cast down upon the planet frequently, like a lover unable to do anything else but hit and scar, purely out of frustration. For Veradax is broken, and knows not what else to do but lash out. Most of the moon debris is small and would burn up in the atmosphere, but larger, deadlier fragments are capable of doing much harm. And that's not to say what passengers such debris might carry to the surface. Eventually there will be breathable atmosphere on the intact side of the moon, but upon the onset of its creation, such a life sustaining thing has no need to exist. As time passes in the universe, the shattered side of the moon will also reform into that of a ring.[/i][/color] [/hider] [/center] [hr] [center][color=black][h2][u][b]Location of Sphere[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center] [center][i][color=silver]Celestial. Just above Galbar. May or may not touch any other Celestial Sphere. As it is quite [b]Entropic.[/b][/color][/i][/center] [hr] [center][color=black][h2][u][b]Portfolio[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center] [center] [hider=Desolation] [color=silver][i]There is emptiness in the universe, from barren plains, to lack of emotion and then the great black gulf between the stars. There is destruction all around, from a pebble breaking a vase, to an asteroid slamming into a continent. Broken things that can never be repaired to what they once were. Especially the self, for there will always be the smallest of cracks, unseen to the naked eye. Then there is sorrow, a simple word, yet so powerful an emotion. From the loss of a newborn, to the suffering of a friend. It can cripple even the mighty. The powers of desolation are both terrible and lonely and all of which are fundamental aspects of the universe, molded together to form Orvus. It his burden alone to bare. [/i][/color] [center][b][i]Abilities[/i][/b][/center] [list] [*] [color=silver][i][u]The Opposite of Creation is Destruction[/u] - Orvus can undo creation down to it's most fundamental level. From turning to dust, ripping apart, and shattering completely. All forms of destruction or within his grasp. The larger the object the more MP needed. (And of course, the blessing of all parties involved OOC)[/i][/color] [*] [color=silver][i][u]Desolate Incarnate[/u] - His mastery of desolation is without question. He can turn a vibrant forest into little more then a wasteland devoid of life. Or turn a proud city into little more then a memory of its former self, so that it will join Veradax. He can also strike down any mortal with dismal emptiness. A sorrow so profound one would do anything to feel again.[/i][/color] [*][color=silver][i][u]More to be added. Maybe.[/u][/i][/color] [/list] [/hider] [/center] [hr] [center][color=black][h2][u][b]Persona[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center] [center][hider=The Ideologies of a God] [color=silver][i]Orvus is a being one would consider neutral evil. He cares little for anything or anyone, and views his fellow gods with disdain, especially the Architect. Though he does not openly flaunt such thoughts, for he is always wary of that which he barely understands. His deep-rooted mistrust of all life was hounded into him at the moment of his birth. As such he holds no pity for any being lesser or greater, and any creations he oversees are little more than pawns to be used. Simple creatures that will only serve a specific purpose in the grand scheme of the universe. His tolerance for mortal kind is abysmal, especially that which is not under his control. Orvus is prone to extreme bouts of anger and wrath, fueled by his self-loathing nature. The destructive side of his personality is rash, arrogant and unreasonable. It would be very unwise for any to approach him without good reason when he falls into his fits of rage. He can be known to destroy anything in his path, regardless of friend or foe. The trails of desolation are many, and always filled with pain. When not feeling angry, Orvus feels a mix of negative emotions. It is a rather common sight to find him wandering Veradax aimlessly, and alone, with a downtrodden expression. Other times he is un-moving, and stands deep in thought, letting the dust of his sphere cover him entirely before having the urge to simply move. Positive emotions are absent from his being, he cannot feel them for they were never meant for one such as he. That is what Orvus believes anyway, for he is a deeply conflicted god. He is most difficult to talk to and would rather be alone in the silence of his moon than anywhere else. This is not to say he isn’t invested in Galbar, for he does like to walk upon it from time to time, but his nature can be unpredictable, and creation has never been easy for the god. His works are prone to being flawed, for his negative essence is powerful. Depending upon his mood, he can either have much ambition or little. One of the few things he actively sees as worth his time, is the barrier. It's no secret he enjoys silence, and the thought of an emptiness so endless with little noise, is a thought he holds on to. One day he would like to see what lies beyond, but until then, he will bide his time. There are other projects to work on, mortals to oversee, and desolation to cause.[/i][/color][/hider][/center] [hr] [center][color=black][h2][u][b]Appearance[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center] [center] [color=silver][i]See image above. Will add descriptions of new appearances as they show up. Orvus lacks any defining features upon his form. He is a dense shadow, dotted with small dim lights, not unlike a star. The shadow like substance that makes him, is in constant motion, like that of smoke from a fire. His eyes are the brightest lights upon his body, and he has no mouth. His form stands at a rather average height of seven feet. When enraged his form becomes quite [b]entropic.[/b][/i][/color][/center] [hr] [center][color=black][h2][u][b]Musical Theme[/b][/u][/h2][/color][/center] [center][youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9PNvWVUAxKs[/youtube][/center] [hr] [/hider]