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[color=424141][i]G o d d e s s  O f  D e a t h[/i][/color]
[sub][color=000000]MICTĒCACIHUĀTL [/color]
[color=B22222]MICTĒCACIHUĀTL[/color][/sub]
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[color=#2c363b]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊  [/color]
[color=CD853F]𝕿 𝖍 𝖊   𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊[/color][/h3][/sup]
 
[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜ 𝐄 𝐏 𝐈 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐓 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Lady of the Dead[/sub]
 
[color=B22222]⌜ 𝐃 𝐎 𝐌 𝐀 𝐈 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Goddess Of Death & The Underworld[/sub]
 
[color=B22222]⌜ 𝐏 𝐀 𝐍 𝐓 𝐇 𝐄 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Aztec[/sub]
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[color=#B22222]𝐃 𝐈 𝐕 𝐈 𝐍 𝐄 💀 𝐏 𝐎 𝐖 𝐄 𝐑 𝐒[/color]
[color=CD853F][sub][sub][sup][i]I'm a wanderess. I'm a one night stand.[/i][/sup][/sub][/sub][/color]
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[indent][color=#2c363b]Rise & Defend[/color]
[color=CD853F]Rise & Defend[/color][/indent][/h3][/sup]
[quote][sup][color=CD853F]As the guardian of the bones of the dead, Mictēcacihuātl places a spell on the soil of each of her cemeteries. This spell allows the dead to rise from their resting place long enough to defend their land against any individuals who come with ill intentions (defile graves, steal valuables, etc).[/color][/sup][/quote][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]
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[color=#B22222]𝐈 𝐍 𝐍 𝐄 𝐑 💀 𝐒 𝐄 𝐋 𝐅[/color]
[color=CD853F][sub][sub][sup][i]Don't belong to no city. Don't belong to no man.[/i][/sup][/sub][/sub][/color]
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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
[color=CD853F]𝐕 𝐢 𝐫 𝐭 𝐮 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜[/color] Loyal [color=B22222]&[/color] Passionate  
 
Intelligent [color=B22222]&[/color] Resourceful
 
Strong-Willed  [color=B22222]&[/color] Determined[color=B22222]⌟[/color][/color]
 
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[color=#2c363b]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬  [/color]
[color=CD853F]𝐕 𝐢 𝐜 𝐞 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[center][color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜[/color] Arrogant [color=B22222]&[/color] Cynical
 
Distrustful [color=B22222]&[/color] Secretive
 
Temperamental [color=B22222]&[/color] Vengeful [color=B22222]⌟[/color][/color][/center]
 
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[color=#2c363b]т н є   м σ я т α ℓ  [/color]
[color=CD853F]т н є   м σ я т α ℓ[/color][/h3][/sup]
 
[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜ 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐀 𝐒 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Catrina Marcela Lara[/sub]
 
[color=B22222]⌜ 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎 𝐑 𝐃 𝐄 𝐃   𝐀 𝐆 𝐄 ⌟[/color]
[sub]25[/sub]
 
[color=B22222]⌜ 𝐒 𝐄 𝐗 𝐔 𝐀 𝐋 𝐈 𝐓 𝐘   &   𝐆 𝐄 𝐍 𝐃 𝐄 𝐑 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Bisexual, Male Lean | Female | She/Her[/sub]
 
[color=B22222]⌜ 𝐎 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐏 𝐀 𝐓 𝐈 𝐎 𝐍 ⌟[/color]
[sub]Founder & Owner & Founder of Peaceful Rest Memorial Services[/sub]
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[color=#B22222]𝐋 𝐈 𝐅 𝐄 💀 𝐒 𝐓 𝐎 𝐑 𝐘[/color]
[color=CD853F][sub][sub][sup][i]I'm the violence in the pouring rain… I'm a hurricane.[/i][/sup][/sub][/sub][/color]
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[color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲  [/color]
[color=CD853F]𝐌 𝐲 𝐭 𝐡 𝐨 𝐥 𝐨 𝐠 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜[/color] 𝕯 𝖎 𝖛 𝖎 𝖓 𝖊   𝕷 𝖎 𝖋 𝖊 [color=B22222]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=💀][indent][color=CD853F][sup]In the depths of the Aztec underworld, sitting atop an iron throne with a ruby and diamond-studded crown resting on her head, was Mictēcacihuātl: the queen of the dead and ruler of the land of Mictlan. As their queen, Micte was responsible for guarding the bones of the dead and governing over their festivals. The true story of her origins remains as mysterious as she, but it is believed that Micte was born and sacrificed as an infant, grew up in the underworld and eventually became the mate of Mictlāntēcutli. Together, Mictlan’s rulers had power over all three types of souls dwelling in the underworld: those who died normal deaths, heroic deaths, and non-heroic deaths. In order for the deceased to be accepted into Mictlan, offerings to the lord and lady of death were necessary, and the worldly goods buried with the newly dead were intended to ensure their safety in the underworld.
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[color=#2c363b]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲  [/color]
[color=CD853F]𝐁 𝐢 𝐨 𝐠 𝐫 𝐚 𝐩 𝐡 𝐲[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜[/color] м σ я т α ℓ   ℓ ι f є [color=B22222]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=💀][indent][color=CD853F][sup]When Mictēcacihuātl and her husband were ripped away from their beloved Mictlan and banished to Earth, they found themselves feeling confused and highly upset. Finding out that the culprit behind their misfortune was a mortal, however, only served to infuriate them further, and the couple went on a rage-fuelled killing spree that lasted over a decade. But they soon realized that no matter how many humans they slayed, it would not take them back to their domain, and they eventually resigned themselves to their new normal.
 
Of the two Aztec underworld rulers, Mictēcacihuātl was the one who took things more favorably. The young woman, ever the resourceful and intelligent one, quickly molded herself to the situation, finding comfort in the presence of her husband. But Mictlāntēcutli despised their new reality. He resented being away from Mictlan, in cities with people he didn’t know and languages he couldn’t understand. The man grew more restless with each passing day, in a slow descent into the madness that would drive him to attempt his escape. He bid goodbye to his tearful, terrified wife with a strong embrace and a heated kiss, promising to come back for her before setting off into his voyage of freedom.
 
That was the last time Mictēcacihuātl ever saw her husband again.
 
When the Lady of the Dead eventually received the news of Mictlāntēcutli’s passing, the inconsolable Mictēcacihuātl became a shadow of who she had once been. The spark in her brown eyes had disappeared, her smile was but a memory, and her once proud, arrogant demeanor was reduced to a shadow of itself. Grief had consumed her whole, tearing her down in ways she’d never thought possible. Finding nothing but pain in the sights of her fellow deities-- constant reminders of the love she had lost, Mictēcacihuātl isolated herself from the world, opting to live as a hermit deep in the forests of Europe. For centuries, the Queen of the Aztec Underworld was not seen or heard of except for the visits to the Ambrosia tree.
 
In the 1800’s, Mictēcacihuātl came back with a vengeance. The time away had served to harden her once-broken heart into steel, and had given her a new purpose for her existence. There was a lucrative business in the death industry, she quickly realized. Armed with this knowledge and her previous role in the Aztec underworld, Mictēcacihuātl invested her funds to commercialize death. Under the name Catrina Lara, Mictēcacihuātl created Peaceful Rest Memorial Gardens: a company with nation-wide locations that provided beautiful, well-maintained spaces for buried or cremated souls to rest in peace. As expected, her business had taken off instantly, and had not seen a dip in revenue yet. 
 
Not everything was all work and no play for Mictēcacihuātl, though. There happened to be [i]one[/i] god capable of breaking down the barriers the Aztec goddess had built to protect herself from any further grief. They had met on the battlefield plenty of times before, and engaged in passing dalliances every few centuries. Eventually, they met once again, and their once isolated encounters evolved into a consistent, passionate and heated entanglement. The more time they spent together, the more Micte felt they connected with one another, and it wasn't long before Mictēcacihuātl found herself falling hopelessly in love with the man. But after nine years, her beloved's free-spirited, partying ways became a became a source of strife on their relationship. His heart belonged to his people-- not to her. And after many long conversations and one last glorious encounter, the Aztec goddess of death and the Norse god of thunder decided their time together had come to an end.
 
Although this was the most heartbreaking blow Micte had received since the loss of Mictlāntēcutli, there was not a lot of time to be spent grieving Thor's absence or the loss of what could have been. Fruit of their relationship, the goddess had been blessed with the most valuable gift of all: her first child, [url=https://data.whicdn.com/images/338270833/original.gif]Magnus Torm Lara[/url].
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[color=#2c363b]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬  [/color]
[color=CD853F]𝐌 𝐨 𝐭 𝐢 𝐯 𝐚 𝐭 𝐢 𝐨 𝐧 𝐬[/color][/h3][/sup]
[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜[/color] α м в ι т ι σ и ѕ [color=B22222]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=💀][indent][color=B22222][sup]To continue living her life alongside her son, watching him thrive and 
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[color=CD853F][color=B22222]⌜[/color] f є α я ѕ [color=B22222]⌟[/color][/color]
[hider=💀][indent][color=CD853F][sub]Any harm coming to Magnus Lara. Mictēcacihuātl was aware that, by birthing her son in the mortal world while under the Ambrosia’s reign, the boy could choose to forfeit the eternal life he was entitled to. Lesser fears include Magnus finding out the identity of his father, and the reaction said father would have if he were to find out he has a son he was not told about.[/sub][/color][/indent][/hider][/center]
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