05-03-2024, 12:18 PM
I have watched a single sun rise and fall, but of those flesh-friends my creator holds dear...
I have seen many of them weep and mourn. Dozens have sought out the flesh-menders in the few hours I've been observing the populace.
I have met or learned of many in this brief time, each of those earning the title of "Friend" or "Non-consumable", now have a title locked within my memories, sealed within my core.
TALGUTH: LORD WORM, EMPEROR OF UNREALITY, WEAVER OF KRAUS-BLOOD.
KSCENIYA, THE DRAGON OF CREATION, IVORY MOTHER.
SHATTER THE SHATTERER.
MELOS. FLESH-MENDER OF THE GUNSTORM.
GALENA THE RED FLEHSMENDER.
PEREGRINE OF THE HAND OF DARKNESS.
ZEPHYRUS OF THE HAMMER-WING.
PERIWINKLE OF THE GOOD FORTUNE OF THE ROYAL HAND.(MY ROYAL HAND. THIS ONE IS TO BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS.)
ETAIN, BLOOD-CLAW OF THE BIG WOLF.
LORAMELON THE DEATHDEALER ONE WITH A COMPLICATED RELATIONSHIP WITH DEATH. SEER OF DARKNESS. MENDER OF FLESH.
LORAMELION, WINGED FLESHMENDER OF THE DEATH-SIGHT.
I also had my fortune read today, but none other than my royal hand, the advisor of the slime queendom.
The stars answered a question: Why do I exist?