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Love, what is it?

Love is to give yourself up to another person so completely

For hope that they will do the same,

But sometimes what you thought was love

Was nothing more than a lie,

And you are left wondering what you did wrong

When it was your lover that destroyed you,

That broke you,

That left you,

Yet you still blame yourself

Because you don’t know what to do but cry,

And cry you do

Until you will yourself to change or be changed,

Good people are never the same

For they never want to be hurt again,

So the process continues

And love is lost.

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It was not my intention to go silent, but I did and I apologize. I guess I was just waiting to see if anyone else would post/talk. But I fear everyone else is gone, having moved on to other rp's. It was fun while it lasted, I enjoyed writing Anu, but most of the people I was rp'ing with have left, leaving me stagnated. I am sorry.

It was a very interesting premise, and I would have liked to see where it was all going. @A Lowly Wretch You were a good GM, so don't blame yourself that this died. You did everything you could, and we failed you. Until next time, best of luck everyone.
@Cyclone @Muttonhawk @BBeast Thanks guys! Happy to be here with everyone. About Orvus having a depressed persona, don't worry, I'll be doing a great many things with him. And yeah, I'll change that sentence around.

I'll get him up on the wiki very soon.
Here goes nothing. Give me some of that sweet, sweet feedback. I probably messed something up along the way too.


@Crispy Octopus Doesn't matter to me. Pretty sure my name is the same here as it is on discord.
@Crispy Octopus I am, but I'm not sure how good of a neighbor he'll be haha.
Just a quick update from me, I think I'm going to create the moon for Galbar. Or at least one of its moons, if others want to do the same. Also I will say that all of this sphere talk is a bit confusing to me, but I'm good with anything that's picked.
I'm here and ready to use other gods creations that have long since been forgotten.
I'm thinking about making a God of Desolation, which I might focus on adding domination, or unity and probably something else eventually. What that is I do not know. Still racking my brain and writing stuff down though so I might think of something else depending on what others come up with.
@Legion02 Sad to see you go. I'll definitely be using Esif I think, and I'll try to give her a good conclusion overall. Best of luck to you.






Anu'Varr


She Who Is Scarred, The Curse Bringer, The Devil Maker






The World Tree. A vast life form, interconnected with Tabrasa on a level unlike anything seen before. A forest was cradled at it's roots, nestled and protected, yet it was not safe. From Anu's vantage point, she could see the happenings of the tree like an eagle watches for prey. Tiny dragons, siblings, and fire. Wicked, hot fire. The kind that burns what it touches to ash in a heartbeat. Yet the forest still grew, consuming the fire as fuel. How ironic was that?

Her shadowy wings flapped in the breeze, keeping Anu floating high and away from the tree. Her long grey hair was blown about by the wind. Her armor did not gleam in the sunlight, in fact it seemed to devour the light itself, and a dark aura could be seen and felt around Anu. Darkdrinker hungered for blood, but Anu would never let the weapon control her. From where she waited, she still did not crest the top of the highest branches. She was in awe at such a creation, but she absolutely despised all the green foliage. She wished it would burn, but Anu also knew better. It was the chord that kept it growing, and consuming all it touched, all it changed.

What was even more intriguing, was all the dragons darting about. Many of the hated Verzakians flew and Drakairós themselves. Two larger Verzakians were also in attendance, and they seemed to be leaders of sorts, but Anu did not know. Then finally, came Azhriel atop his own mount. She was curious if Azhriel knew what she had done to her newest pet. Would he be angry? Well no matter, if her brother confronted her in any way, they would have a delightful chat. The group forming before the world tree, was such an odd little party, but Anu did not care about them. Not any of them at all.

She only cared about the chord. There was no other explanation for the growth she bore witness too. If it was anything like the fear spiral, the chords promoted change whether or not wanted. She doubted any of her siblings would create something so enormous, the effort alone would perhaps kill a god if not incapacitate them for centuries. That wouldn't be fun at all, well, for her sibling that is. In fact, Anu realized that would be the fasted way to steal a chord. To rip it out of a weakened God, would be like killing a human. Easy and extremely joyful.

So there she waited, not knowing what to look for or how close to get. She did not want the influence of nature to warp her body and mind, that would be an inconvenience in the long scheme of things. She had a deal to uphold after all, and better to get it done when the opportunity presented itself. Her end of the bargain would be upheld, and if Iva's was not... well then she would perhaps have a powerful tool at her disposal. But why think such silly thoughts?
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