❝     was i sleeping , while the others suffered ? am i sleeping now ? tomorrow , when i wake ⸻ or think I do , what shall i say of today ?     (      ...     )     astride of a grave & a difficult birth . down in the hole , lingeringly     ...     the grave digger puts on the forceps . we have time to grow old : the air is full of our cries ⸺   BUT HABIT IS A GREAT DEADENER   . at me too someone is looking , of me too someone is saying          ...        ❛ he is sleeping , he knows nothing , let him sleep on . . .❜          ⸺ i can't go on ! ❞         ...     you must go on , perhaps it's done already , perhaps they have said me already , perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story , before the door that opens on my story , that would surprise me ⸻ if it opens ; it will be i , it will be the silence⸺ where i am , i don't know , i'll never know ...      in the silence you don't know     , you must go on, i can't go on ...

❝    in the encyclopedia of BEING AFRAID there ain’t nothing to be scared of till there’s fees to be paid ! there’s deals to be made with SEASONAL SAVINGS    !    ^{regional ratings are lethally fading} , screaming & raving , ceaseless appraising ⸻ NEAT LITTLE PLATE WITH A NEEDLESS ENGRAVING legally grey but sweet with the phrasing     ,    feet in the grave but gleefully trading      !  ❞

VERSES : basic verses , ft. moments in the webcomic ' cradle of blood ' as well at alternate vissarions in different sections of the caste system .

• BG3 / D&D

too much info so i've placed bg3
onto it's own section .
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❝     maybe you should worry less about the tides , who've already made up their mind to kill you , & worry more about me ⸻   WHO'S STILL MULLING IT OVER       ...      ❞

VERSES : fandom , mostly video games & shows .

HISTORICAL / NO FANTASY : imperial russian during the victorian era , soviet union ( red russian & white russian ) & modern . most of these will have vis using he / him & addressing herself as a man due to homophobia & transphobia .

across all historical / no fantasy verses :
speaks russian , english , mongolian , german , french , latin & probably is trying to learn others . russian , english & mongolian are the ones he is the most fluent in as he learned them growing up .he struggles with both his gender identity & sexuality . tries not to be too feminine but it hurts to hide that aspect of him so he has dresses hidden in his house & wears them mostly at night when he knows no one will be around to see . his sexuality is easier to hide . claims to be a very pious man who isn’t swayed by ‘ sexual deviancy ’ but is still attached to both women & men . women is fine since the world sees him as a young bachelor but when he is attached to a man ––– well he tries his best to hide it . even with him trying to hide his gender identity he is viewed as being a bit too feminine . some gossip that vissarion is actually a woman trying to be a man .

⸻ MODERN VERSE

tw : conversion therapy ( transphobia / homophobia , religious trauma , physical abuse ) , fucking BEAU AGAIN ( so emotional abuse , drug abuse ) , suicide attempt .

like a shadow : i am and i am not . — MODERN VERSE !vadik ( vahymn ) was raised with six other brothers . so when his wife , edith , wanted a child ⸻ he was tense . in the past he had thought about children but due to both his own childhood & mental illness he believed he would never have any . he pushed those feelings into work . vadik worked tirelessly into his coding until it bore fruit . a program named V.A.H.Y.M.N that could see or find anything you wanted - through almost any firewall . his program gained him a good paying job , a wife & well . . . apparently a child came anyway .vissarion von hellbert is born on a cold winter day in leningrad , USSR ( now saint petersburg , russia ) , to his mother & father . neither of them were very loving but they were not cold . simply plain . punished him when he got in trouble , praised when he did well & took him to church often . they put him into private , high end schools where he would grow well ⸻ he has his father mind . able to soak up anything told to him & build on it . improve it ! vis was a quiet kid , never really speaking put but he simply liked listening . everything was fine .until he dared to express himself .vis softly asked if he could grow his hair out at the age of seven . they allowed it . he asks for some jewelry ⸺ pretty like his mothers at the age eleven . they bought him something masculine for his birthday . at age fourteen he cries & cries & cries as facial hairs starts to grow . his father tries to help but doesn’t understand so he asks : ❛ why are you crying , my little whale ? you’re becoming a fine young man . ❜ & vis screams out : I AM NOT A MAN !vadik hugs his child tightly & tells him not to tell a soul . . . but his mother heard already & sends vis to ❛ therapy ❜ .vis takes the therapy , thinking it was honest . she did have confusing ideas & troubles fitting in at school . the questions come & they only confuse her , but vis answers honestly ( ❛ i never felt like a man but i don't feel exactly like a woman . i am adam before the creation of eve . i guess men are attractive but i don’t care for any of that - i don’t even like woman ! ❜ ) they cherry pick bible verses at him . so she cherry picks back ( ❛ jesus : blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven . jesus : A new command I give you : love one another . ) vis thinks herself smart ⸻ proud for standing up for himself . she was an honor student at one of the highest ranking schools in russia ! her father crafted perfect programs that can change the world ! she continues , thinking so highly of herself . she was untouchable .until the abuse becomes physical .
he doesn’t talk about it .vis returns home on her sixteenth birthday : she has been ❛ cured ❜ . . . but truly ? vis learned how to lie through her teeth . she learned how to use others for her benefit . cheat her way out : its a dog eat dog world . once home he simply returns to the role as before ; the quiet good ' boy ' who did her homework on time & listened to her parents . but during those two years her parents fought & fought . her father stopped taking his medication & his schizophrenia worsened . his coding became deranged . he thought he was a god . in his time he became to work with AIs & crafted the first V.Y.O.T.O.U.S ⸻ V.I.S ; named after his child . these AIs were wildly intelligent , able to do any task set out for it in milliseconds . from mathematical equations that stumped any other programs to security when paired with V.A.H.Y.M.N . companies & other countries governments became very interested in his work .vadik divorces his wife , takes full custody of vis & they move to the americas .vis never talks to her mother again . filled with fear she asks if she had to be a man here . his father says no & vis goes forward growing out her hair & buying dresses as she pleased . vis makes two friends in high school ; malachar & vanus . first time ever having friends ⸻ his father almost cries tears of joy when vis asks if they can come over . they plan to go to the same college when they graduate , all so excited for the future . once accepted ; vadik pays for an apartment for the three of them to stay at . vis decides to try to be more open - be more social but it’s hard at times . she gets invited to a college party & vis is practically glowing with joy ! she dresses up so nicely , all too much like an overly enthusiastic freshman .& she meets vivian beaugraud . . . & she meets her again & again . she gives her drinks & pills that make her head spin so wonderful during her parties . she calls her beautiful & she melts in her arms . her friends tell her to slow down , don’t jump into the first person who shows you affection so quickly ! but vis doesn’t listen . she gives everything to her & they are married before the end of his second year .vis graduates ( double major in business & teaching ?? idk i didnt go to cool leg ) & they move into a small house together . beau ends up dropping out & going to the police academy . oh , like a good husband she supports her , values her highly & makes sure the home is taken care of while she is gone . . . but she is her father’s child . sitting still would never work . vis takes up work as a professor while building her own business ( with her fathers help , she’s a practically a millionaire ) she begins to fund herself to build schools in places where there weren’t many options ⸻ she could easily fit in nicely to politics & dabbles in it every now & then . with this , they build a large house together & everything seems perfect . . . but her wife grows resentful . . .beau ignores vis . she becomes desperate . she throws her parties with friends . they drink , they do drugs , sexual activities galore . frat parties like she used to do . vis grows more desperate ; almost completely ignored during these parties & in daily life by her ⸻ like she wasn’t real . it gets to the point where vis wonders if she actually wasn’t real . she begs for her attention & she gives it , but only at these parties . it kills her inside but she obeys ; anything to stay in her good graces . beau dresses her up & parades her around . . . & vis does it with a smile . until she can’t anymore . tired & high she stumbles to their bedroom & writes a note in her pocket before attempting to take her own life .vis is found before she could & is immediately placed into a psychiatric hospital ; where she spends a good year . during that year it was hard ⸻ she began to hallucinate , growing worse before she got better . his father & friends visited her when they could but she refused to leave her room when beau would show up . she would leave notes for her ; practically essays . for a while she would rip them up , not caring for what she had to say . until her friend malachar had his son & she was a god father . vis read the letters wondering if this . . . sin could be fixed . could they , too , have children ? should she ?she returned home in time to meet her godson before his first birthday . vis loved that child more than anything in the world & beau saw that ⸻ she asked if she wanted one . oh so excited they tried & tried for years to have a child of their own ! soon enough they had a beautiful little girl : vivian von hellbert . ( still born with mermaid syndrome . vis refuses any surgery done to her new born & will have vivian decide when she's older ) .they play the role of happy family for a while . but soon beau retreats back to her old ways : ignoring vis when she displeased her & even ignoring her child . . . vis could handle being the brunt of it , but she would not allow her to be hurt by her own mother ! when vivian is three , vis files for divorce & fights for full custody of their daughter . she had collected evidence of her abusive ways through home security cameras , her journaling of events , beau’s own photos & paid her friends to testify anonymously . vis successfully gains full custody of his daughter . she refuses child support from her & also gets a restraining order . sadly , vis did not sign any prenuptial agreement as they married in such a blinding love & she was forced to give beau a large sum of her net worth . it’s a small price to pay to keep vivian safe . money can be regrained . beau ends up spending & selling it anyway .vis hires a full time nanny named clara to help care for his daughter . when vivian is seven , she asks if she would like her ❛ one and a half ❜ leg be removed in favor or two ❛ robot legs ❜ . she says yes & they go forward with getting her prosthetics . it takes her a year to fully heal & learn how to walk , but vis cries when he sees her run in their backyard for the first time .
vis is in her late thirties , early forties , clara is in her twenties & vivian is eight . beau is in her thirties , vadik is in his sixties .

BALDUR'S GATE THREE / DUNGEONS & DRAGONS :
all information including class , spells , background & more .

❝    you’re missing the point, doctor      …     &     i think you also tend to mix up death     &     plague   ,   which are actually not the same .       YOU MIX UP DEATH , DEATH   &   DEATH       …     but they are not the same     …     you can’t even tell death from death .   not the same     …     how many different words did i use   ...  ?   ❞

BACKGROUND

Born into a noble family of tieflings, Vissarion was destined for greatness in business or politics. Instead, she ended up within the Cult of Cthulu who preyed on her insecurities at a young age. This is where she meets Vivian Beaugreard , a fellow cult member . The two fell in love but the Cult disagreed with this. At the age of 20, Vissarion was set to be sacrificed for Cthulhu & the one to sacrifice her was to be Vivian. Vis was not angry at her for this, telling her it was okay. Pushed over the cliff's edge she died hitting the ragged rocks below. Falling into the sea , dead, she meets with a sleeping great old one . A pact is made without words & she is revived : now a warlock , blue tinted & powdered she washes ashore . After a week she meets with Beau and fakes her death so the two escape Neverwinter & end up in Baldur's Gate , married. Vis, blessed by the Great Old One along with her noble family's help , creates a trading company . Beau joins the town guards. The relationship turns abusive as Beau is jealous of Vis’ success and being blessed. For years vis was abused before a major fight where vis’ powers get the better of her & she almost kills her wife : after that , Beau was as sweet as honey & the two attempted for years to have a child. Soon enough, after many miscarriages , they have success . At the cost of Beau’s life . Vis names their daughter Vivian after her.Vivian ( the child ) is cursed to have tentacles instead of legs, leaving her bound to a wheelchair. Vis refuses to let her outside due to this, often lying and claiming she is an ill child who needs to remain in bed while she gets medicine & doctors . She has hired a maid , Clara , to look after her .The Cult has found out Vis is alive & that she has pacted with a great old one : they wish to take her back . Vis has put vivian in hiding & is running away from the Cult while attempting to break the pact . all attempts so far unsuccessful . she had tried killing herself before her daughter was born but all that came out of her throat was sea water .

SMALL NOTES

❝    i will do what you say     : for the cause     ...     i will leave my family  :     for the cause      ...     i will give you my money  :   for the cause     ...     i will give you my body   :  for the cause    ... i will die   :  for the cause     ...     i will kill   :  for the cause ....                                             ⸻    I LOVE YOU   ...         ❞

MIND FLAYERS / ILLITHIDS & THE GREAT OLD ONES

they are based on the cthulhu mythos but are lacking in direct connection to the mythos . i am forcing my octopi together . this is not canon towards the illithids nor does this need to be canon to your muse ! but this is canon to vissarion & her madness .

BALDUR'S GATE THREE

ACT 1

WIP

❝     i dream a lot . awaking or sleeping . vivid drawings came to me no matter the time of day nor my state of consciousness  ... always thinking . in such detail i could rip them from my mind & bring them to reality on a one-to-one scale           ⸻                 i could create       ...       I COULD BE GOD   ! ❞

CONTENT WARNING : abusive relationships , cheating , death of a loved one , death by childbirth , miscarriages , ableism , dystopian fantasy elements , suicide attempt ,

it has been years since i have felt the desire to write down thoughts & feelings upon parchment . before the fear of others reading such words was too much to bear ; but now with my daughter i want every memory immortalized . . . nevertheless one should start at the beginning . it would only be fair to you , my dear journal , that you receive the full tale of vissarion von hellbert .like many others it is little more than a foggy memory . being crafted by the hands of a god . i recall the soft lull of the oceans waves & how my nightgown clung to my skin as i stepped up into dry land —— onto the isle of shadow . valskhan is what it will be called as the masses learned how to use their limbs for the first time. we were little more than babes , eyes wide & full of such curiosity . i wonder if any of us still have that amazement left . it took us years to learn how to be & in those times i think we forgot something so important . perhaps we forgot love . perhaps we learned shame & sin . either way , times would grow darker & darker .deformity was an ugly word . one whispered by the masses as children were born with missing limbs or poor mental health . at first , our god seeked to help them . find cures for this illness that was casted upon on us . . . but it was little help when someone finally said what we all thought in the back of our minds : we were cursed . districts were built to separate the masses by economic status — to see who was the worst bringer of this curse . all were equal . in the end we built a wall to lock away those we saw unfit to be within society . . .It had been about four hundred & fifty years in that hell . constantly looking behind my back to see who would decide i was deformed . i lived alone , sans my servants , within my manor . it was a lonely life but i relished in the knowledge & worked hard to grow this country from its small , drab startings into something wonderful ! firmly i believed education was the way to do this but my hand was dripped into economics & politics more often than not . it was that which pushed my friends malachar & vanus ( two lovely gentleman , thought the latter was quite the handful . . . ) to bring me to some party the warriors were throwing in celebration of the country . truly ? there are some days where i wish i rejected this offer . where would i be if i never went to this party ? the thought often leads to wishful dreaming & dread horror . . .it was at this gathering that i met vivian beauregard . my late wife .she was annoying . loud , crash , clingy , possibly drunk & most of all she would not leave me alone . i humored her at the party & assumed she would leave me after the gathering finished but — she made sure she would find me within the streets to say ‘ HELLO , BEAUTIFUL THING .’ she would send flowers to my home . such an expensive gesture . importing flowers just for me to toss them away after a few days when they died . . . i gave her nothing but the minimum amount of contact & yet . . . she kept coming back . vivian would invite me to parties whenever she threw them , & i would go . an excuse to dress up & make connections. . . but she would glue herself to my side , bringing me drinks all the time whenever mine emptied or bringing small snacks if even mentioned i felt peckish. . .this carried on for a while & soon enough i . . . found her charming . the way she lit up when she saw me . all of those cute nicknames she called me . the gifts . the attention . suddenly vivian was all i thought about day in & day out . when would she come up next ? ah , it was so exciting ! i invited her to my manor one day . i had imported some fruits from the elvish kingdom & wished to try them with her . happily she accepted . in my office i sat on my desk ( she must have messed up my thoughts more than i knew . i would never sit on top of my desk normally , terribly rude . ) & her on the chair . she cut a slice of fruit & placed it to my lips . . . i lost all composure i had . caution to the wind i suppose as i threw myself to her & allowed her to take me right there on the floor of my office .it was all sunshine then , wasn’t it ? lost in the softness of love we moved in together . gods , you could barely get us away from one another for more than a few minutes .constantly kissing , cuddling , holding hands & whatever else we could do just to be in contact with the other . it was in this drunken haze we married . i quickly accepted — what could i say ? i was a fool hopelessly in love with her . we married that winter ; a small affair but that was all we needed . . . our honeymoon was beautiful .i was quick to get back to work . such a long time consumed by her i had forgotten my passions . how could i ? my first love will always & forever be knowledge ! long days in the office . triesome yes , but it would be worth it in the end . look upon my schools now dear journal as i write this ! they are the backbone of valskhan . yet , my wife had such a sour tongue when it came to them . i see now that i was ignoring her for work but . . . the way she spoke . so disgusted at my actions to make the world a better place . it hurt . it still hurts .so she ignored me . perhaps at first it was just her being bitter . angry at me for not seeing how i acted ; to which i see my sin now when it is far to late . i do hope she forgives me now — wherever she is . i didn’t even apologize . i went on my marry way working more & more late nights , thankful she wasn’t bothering me . it was a few days before i finally approached my wife . . . only to met with cold shoulder for months & months . i tried to get her attention but was met with indifference . . . it drove me to drink . in the end i came to vivian , drunk out of my mind in that first dress she saw me in & begging her to . . . touch me . & touch me she did . it felt like a weight off my shoulders . she loved me again !i didn't realize the power i just handed to her .So we returned to normal . until the next thing i did that bother her . . . & the next thing . . . & the next . all corrected quickly for i did not want to lose her again . whatever she said i would do . i wanted my wife happy ! what could a husband do ? if she wanted me in shorter dresses than so be it ! wanted to throw parties in my manor ? i would pay . it was during one of these parties where my friends came , asking if i was alright with the way i was being treated : i must be honest with you , journal but . . . is this not how relationships go ? in my romantic novels they speak of how the husband or boyfriend must treat the woman perfectly . do what it takes to make her happy . was i wrong in accepting her actions ? i had these very same thoughts back then & i am ashamed i still do not know the answer . i went to vivian to see if she knew but that was when i saw her flirting with woman .I lost it . i screamed . i yelled . i threw drinks & whatever else i could at her . the guests quickly left as we screamed at each other . gods i remember every terrible thing we said to each other . was that what we truly felt about one another after forty years of marriage ? in the end she grabbed me , throwing me in my office & locking me inside . clara , my lady's maid came & got me out . it was her who dragged me out of my own house into a crappy inn to cry & cry , begging her to tell me what i did wrong until i passed out .It is here i confess another sin . we both fell asleep but i woke up first a few hours later . i went to a bar to drink away the thoughts in my mind again as they raged inside of my skull . this time , a man approached me . he called me BEAUTIFUL & said he could make me forget . . . i took his offer .adultery . i felt like a whore .but i loved it . every now & then i think of that man , wondering where he is . how he made me feel warm again by his touch .When i returned home ( thoroughly bathed , mind you ) vivian greeted me as if i was her god . upon her knees , kissing my hands . but i refused . instead , i went to my room & went to bed . it was spiteful . terrible of me truly but i ignored her this time . gods , watching her flounder to get my attention was painful but i kept my ground . months passed in this angoy . . . but then my friend malachar has a son ! oh , vulie — beautiful little boy . i loved that boy like he was my own , helping malachar when his hands were just too full . it was in this time i did speak to my wife : but only about my godchild . anything else i refused . . .then finally — after months she asked me : do you want to have a child ? it was there she saw me . what i wanted , what i had wished for ! the pain in the past for a brighter future was ahead ! it took a long time but through many trying times & painful miscarriages we would have a child . we made a room for this future child . we spoke to each like we used to at the very start of our relationship . nothing could take us away from one another .Until our daughter was born & a few days later vivian was gone .I . . . barely remember that first year after she left me . i named our daughter in her honor but . . . i sat in my room never leaving . i didn’t eat . i couldn’t even look at my daughter . i don’t even know her first word . instead i stared into my mirrors & spoke to myself —— & it spoke back to me . horrible things about my sins & how i now can add murder to that list . shattering the silver backed mirror i took a piece of it & brought it to my neck , blood dripping down as i planned to commit the worst sin of them all . i would see my wife again . we could be together .until my daughter cried out . i . . . i couldn’t take away her father . i was all she had left .now she is three . i work hard but i make time for her as much as i can . she’s so perfect . . . i wish her mother could see her now . vivian’s strong , just like you . she loves to climb her curtains & furniture , much to my dismay . but she’s so smart . already speaking two languages . . . she’s the perfect mixture of us , my dear .but shes ———

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DNI

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GENERAL

ROLE PLAY & THREADS

The kingdom of valshkan is an Island that was raised from the ocean floor by the God of Shadows, Vahymn. Due to the isle coming from the bottom of the sea, it’s very barren when it comes to vegetation ( they rely heavily on trade with the other kingdoms because of this ) . The land has steep cliffs that meet the ocean waves. At the highest point of the land is the temple of vahymn . one does not go there to pray , no . for it is the house that god himself lives in . only those whom vahymn deems worthy may visit . more rare to live within the fortresses walls . vis has been invited to the castle , left in awe of what he saw .
valshkan is currently in an industrial revolution, causing it to become a powerful country, albeit a young one. But the people are suffering -- an actual revolution is about to begin.

— THE DISTRICTS

valshkan is divided into districts due to the caste system . the system was created to keep the powerful close to Vahymn and the common folk in his reach. it keeps everyone in their places for his personal use . It’s mostly segregated by nobility and magical ability . they are as follows: Common District . Shopping & Factory District . Bladed District . Notability District . Deformed District . there is border control between them due to the rise of attacks and whispers of revolution ; so vis goes through border control every day to get to work .

— THE VYOTOUS

the vyotous were created by the dying god of shadows ; vahymn with their visage taken from shadows of humans & elves , their blood & body from squids & souls gifts from god himself . their only task is to worship vahymn .COPIED VYOTOUS vs 'ORIGINAL’ VYOTOUSVis is from the first wave of vyotous made. They came from out of the sea fully grown and given a soul. Vis came to this world knowing how to walk, talk and do anything his Other did. ( the person who’s shadow he came from ) even with memories of him, in the point of view of the shadow. Vis never grew up. He never had to learn that scrapping your knees hurt, for he already knew. Never had a childhood. Vis simply had the information given to him -- but he doesn’t know what it's like to have a mother nor a father. Vis was told to love his Other, that he was to be honored just as much as Vahymn was -- but only Vahymn should be prayed too. That was why they were created. Worship the god of shadows.Vivian however -- had a childhood . She was born into the world, not placed into it. She is referred to as an Original. All Originals have some sort of mutation or mental illness which is referred to as ‘deformity.” This was a curse placed upon the whole race -- for Vahymn stepped out of line creating life. At first, the deformities were only frowned upon if it stopped you from living a ‘normal’ life. But the race ( as well as vahymn ) became obsessed with looking perfect. If you looked too out of place, you were deformed and casted away into the deformed district. ( one character simply was born without a nose - and she was taken away from her parents. )Because of this, homosexual relations are valued a bit more then heterosexual ones. Since two men or two woman can’t produce a child. Vahymn can make a new wave of Vyotous -- but never a large wave as the first one. He will only do it if he believes the population is too low. He has, however -- made the shades of Royals or other high standing people in other kingdoms to learn their secrets. They live in the temple with Vahymn until they are no longer useful.

— THE CASTE SYSTEM

DEFORMED
Deformed first began as only the physical deformities copied off of their Others, or perhaps a mistake during The Waves. They were seen as minor and paid not much mind too. Only really judging those who could not live a ‘normal’ life.
As the years passed the deformity rate rose in numbers, not wanting to be seen as a God to a race full of imperfections, Vahymn ordered for cures to be made -- but most deformities were incurable, this led to the creation of the districts. He tested to see if a group led to the rise but all groups in the caste system gave equal amounts. He created the Deformed DIstrict, believing those to be cursed by the God of Creation, Tarim.
Everyone truly believes that Tarim had cursed the Vyotous since Vahymn had gone behind his back and created life. Perhaps he had. There is no way of knowing. So the God of Shadows vows to make his race the most powerful and feared of them all.> The Physically Deformed. Just as it sounds these Vyotous are mutated in body. It is also possible to be seen as deformed if you lose a body part. If their deformity has caused them to become ‘useless’ they are considered deformed.> The Mentally Deformed. These are harder to find, but easier to just point at your enemy and claim them to be mad. Most of the time those who have a mental illness must learn to mask their illness, or suffer the consequences of not fitting in.> Dishonored / Slaves / Serfs. Vyotous who have lost their ‘honor’ make their way to the deformed district. Slaves are sold mostly to nobles and alphas who desire them. Some who have lost honor work as slaves or serfs, downgrading in the caste system as punishment. an eye is removed & is fed to god as a marking of their dishonor .

— VAHYMN & EYE SYMBOLS

Vahymn is a god with no eyes. At least no physical eyes. He was once a man ; well - one 7th of one anyway -- he was Ajna. The embodiment of The Third Eye. He was cursed by the Goddess of Night, Evla, to be plagued by shadows, hallucinations, tunnel vision and blindness that carried over when he ascended to godhood. He became the gods of things he was terrified of. Shadows. And told by Evla to love her children for her while she’s gone. ( he……..doesnt and said fuck demons imma make my own bitches to love me )Vahymn has no eyes. He doesn’t really have a body either. His body had become part of the island in order to keep it above the sea level , constantly using his power. the temple housing what was left of his body as well as housing his mind ( which split off in an attempt to be able to walk, but he cant be far from the body lest the body freaks out ) . He can’t move, he can’t really talk ( at least not with his mouth ) nor touch anything.Although blind to the physical world, he is not blind to what goes on around him. To get around his lack of eyes and being immobile he uses any eye symbols to watch and listen to his people. The people of valshkan have taken the symbol as a blessing, thinking that it’s something similar to wearing a cross in our world. Instead it’s like a camera or a hidden recorder, reporting back to vahymn.
Vahymn is indeed watching you - listening to you too. Vis knows about the eyes and REFUSES to have any sort of symbol on him nor in his house. Even the paintings of his late wife have her eyes covered up. He doesn't remember the color of her eyes anymore.This comes on on the blog. I put eyes on his blog and on the ask/answer/ooc borders and the theme itself - so vis lies. Vahymn is watching this blog -- his power isn’t contained to just the comic .

— THE SHADOW PLAGUE .

in functions similar to the black plague / bubonic plague in our world . it causes sudden high fever & chills. pains in the abdomen, arms & legs. headaches. swollen lymph nodes that leak pus . skin turns completely black around the lymph nodes & becomes cold to the touch . entering the last stages a vyotous may bleed ( they believe their organs are liquifying ) from any orifice : eyes , ears , nose , even the space between the nail & the skin . vomiting blood becomes common .unlike the bubonic plague i don’t believe this one is carried by rats ( or rather , the fleas on rats ) but by bodily fluids ( so vis’ risky sexual activities are even more scary ) .
there is no where to get help for such a illness . no clinic will take you . no church will house you . the moment you show signs of the plague ; you are sent to the deformed district to die .
obviously so , those in the lower classes how may not have the money for goods to keep themselves clean , well fed & healthy , seem to catch it more then those higher up the caste system but the plague does not discriminate . the moment too many cases are seen in a district : it is shut down until it improves . there are times where vis cannot get to work as the bladed district was closed .the plague was magically crafted by those in vahymn’s court : they believed they could craft a way to detect deformity within the masses . obviously it backfires , causing one of the worst illnesses seen in their time . due to it being made for vyotous : those with iron based blood cannot catch it . so other muses are safe but its best to be careful . it could mutate . vis will always have his trade ships searched well for any signs as well as his workers checked before sailing . if any show signs of having the plague the ship is to be burned .
but hey vis’ house is safeish :)

— TERMS , CULTURES & MISC INFO .

— RELATIONS : friends , enemies , romantic partners , adopted children & more .

❝    you have so many layers     , that you can peel away a few ,     &     everyone's so shocked or impressed     THAT YOU'RE BARING YOUR SOUL , while you know it's nothing ⸻ because you know you've twenty more layers to go        ...      ❞

wip :)

— HIDDEN INFORMATION : your muse does not know this information unless vissarion comes clean to your muse . in during so , your muse is now on a hit list & vis is looking for signs of betrayal .tw : abuse , affairs , death , discrimination , murder .