The Moon is a harsh Mistress;

September 27, 2018 - 12:08am — WildStrips

D I S C L A I M E R!

(!) This biography may probably contain any kind of mature content.
This character is fictional, that means his own nature like actions, opinions and ideals
are going in way of his own fictional character. His nature would never be embodiment of his player.
Any coincidences with any other existent character are unintentional and accidental.
So you have been warned. Feel free to contact me via Discord: Draconia#4472

maybe i'll give it a little css someday... ;-;

One silent night, a Goddess arose amongst the tempest of life.

She walked the lands recalling of times gone by.

Beneath exalted moon; cross endless plains, and wilted blight.

To bring the solace to the raging mind.

She's seeking for life, for death;
The genesis and the continuation of herself.
New acquaintances, new faces.
Everything what brings her closer
to feel herself a living being.
A free being.

. . .

◊ Appears different for every eye. Looks like a snow-white feral doe for the feral mind, a goddess to god.

◊ Diona, the Night Goddess of another lands once named as the Twilight Forest, the Seven Winged. Born by the Flame and the Ocean, her native blood Banafrit and Stephanos. Raised by them within one distant dimension also known as the Cradle. In young age, escaped to lead her own way.
Tried her hand in many things, both vicious and pure, tasted both blood and honey milk. Had an impact on the result of a great conflict between her old friends, the Goddess named Nox and the Demon God of War and Lust. Left another dimension under constraint, sacrificing herself in favor of Nox. After being exiled, was lost among the infinity of worlds until became acquainted with a wandering spirit of a cursed man and fell in love with him. Due to his curse, was doomed to pursuit her love for years until their ways were irrevocably separated by another face, the Demon. And so, found herself being cursed and pursued instead of being pursuer. Sought her salvation in arms of saintliness, and so was adopted by Heaven inhabitants until her matureness. As soon as she was left to her fate, she was finally found by Demon and tortured for years. And then, the exhausted remains of her were reborn. The New Moon had arisen above the lands of the Twilight Forest, and soon everything has come to the born of her beloved offspring, her own kind. With her own children she herself grew up and recovered, and finally fulfilled her duty as a newborn Goddess.
One silent night, a Demon has come to the haven of lunar deity. They spread their own offspring in the guise of nightmares to overshadow her light. When the Goddess watched her own children dying absorbed by demons, she dropped a tear that set fire to the forest. It was burned to the ground, nothing remained alive but a young soul, a little doe named Moon. She endowed the only remained child with her blessing and so opened the portal to the Endless Forest. To save the last remains of her world, she joined the final battle with the Demon and won it. Having released herself from the curse, the Goddess returned back to Heaven where she stole seven angel wings by seven brutal acts of murder. She wore them as a majestic coat of wings and so was named as Seven Winged Goddess. After that, Diona had no choice but to hibernate. After many years of existence, at a lone moment of Moon's death, the Starry Maiden was reunited with her ancestor and awakened her. Together they saved the Twilight Forest.

◊ Originally came to the Endless Forest to give her new priestess a chance to leave her last vestige in the Endless Forest, before her last leave.

◊ However seems quiet and amiable, remains being enigma in many ways.

◊ Unhurried, ethereal. High mannerism, smooth movements.

◊ Seems tiny but pretty sinewy for a doe. Hair never succumb to gravity,
sometimes completely out of physics. Can't become tangled, cling to something
or twine around something. Adapted for run. Body temperature is much higher
than usual, good for keeping children comfortable at cold winter nights.

◊ A bit weak magically by day. Owns a special kind of lunar magic.
Able to affect the other's mind through their dreams. In this way, often makes
others forget about her.

◊ Sometimes appears maternal, however also known for devouring her own children
with the aim of rebirth and renewal of herself within their body.

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September 27, 2018 - 12:09am — raskaya

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September 27, 2018 - 12:14am — Lathyrus