Kostil didn't need to think about it, just get the will to speak it. "Out of all the divinities, despite being considered ugly and fallen, have more integrity and honor than both the 'neutral' and 'good' divinities... that and your acceptance of not carrying out your duty by sending us into hiding, why should I not have feelings. Besides, a face can be fixed, otherwise, little brother would still have that scar along his snout, and those four mandibles that his mouth used to be!" Mask threw his staff at Kostil at the mention of his previous looks. "Not my fault I was born without a snout!"
Daar, finding no real threats beyond a few minor gods which have now become a part of his being. However, he did find it curious that one portal had almost no signals coming from it. This ment that someone was going out of their way to kill his faceless, which warranted his attention. So, he left his trail of void behind and went through the portal to the 'disturbance'. He soon came in contact with someone who had also been hunting divinites, but in excessive amounts. "It must hurt to harbor all of that power... how about I make your burden lighter?" he said with a hungry grin. If he took this one into his being, he could not only banish all their 'voices', but nearly all of his faceless would have their own powers, and most of the personality. This coupled with their already loyal mindset, and Daar would have an army of warriors that could challenge both Renkako and Jensuno at the same time...
How delightful....
Chrono recollected his thoughts, going from when he could first use his powers, to his death at the age of 400. "Once I could gain flight at the age of six, I left my home country, by then I already could destroy cities with a whim... I went across the world trying to find anyone who could instruct me in any form, any style, and any art. The whole process took about 200 years. In that time, I had put down tyrants, found my two swords, and mastered all known elements. Well, while I was meditating on how to make new elements through synthesis. After two straight days of pure meditation, I had my first 'outburst' of my natural power. At that moment, I saw everything that had occoured, will occour, and was occouring during my lifetime." Chrono's frills went down as he started to emotionally recall what happened.
"I saw corruption, famine, so much suffering... then I started to get really, really angry. I changed into what one religion called "Angel of Death", I went across the plane, destroying all that I saw as evil. Two months on my 'purging', three "champions" of their respective religions came with their own powers to try and stop me. I killed two of them with a smack of my talon; while the third, who seemingly already had permission to use their souls, had used an ancient destruction spell that was rumored to destroy anything. I couldn't throw up a barrier in preparation due to its speed of being cast and the projectile velocity, turns out it wasn't necessary. It didn't even singe my mane, the "champion" fell to his knees... but that didn't give me any reason to even pity him, in fact I felt insulted that he used the souls of others in such a weak attack. So, I didn't even honor his death with a grand motion or attack. I flicked his skull, and his head dispersed into dust, then his body just fell to the ground."
Chrono looked up at 'Mother' with sad eyes, then looked back down. "Theres not much else to say except I just got... disgusted of my mass killings after another 180 years, and went into hiding in a country called America. there I met my mate, and basically lived the rest of my days until..." Chrono really couldn't remember what or who killed him, but his last memory he could use was holding his near-death mate in his arms, and he ended up dying before he could heal her wounds. "I die with my mate in my arms; maybe a divinity thought I was too dangerous too live without a mental desire to stay low, like being with her. I, just don't know..." Chrono is now just lost in thought. She probably thinks I'm making this up, heck, I don't think I would be able to if it wasn't myself living through it...
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