Messmer's jealousy

He gets jealous extra easily, not even by anything to do with romance or flirting (he’d completely blow up then), but for your attention in general. He hates when you give more time to someone else when he’s right here; hates when you smile at them, when you laugh at their words, when you look them in the eye for too long.

Why, why, why every person in his life he loves more than the world itself always has to disperse their precious attention to other people? He feels empty, utterly abandoned and forgotten, even if you were lightheartedly conversing with someone for nothing more than a minute. It stings in his chest.

Despite being incredibly dramatic in his way of thinking, Messmer is still self aware enough to understand that he’s merely experiencing jealousy and that this emotion is dangerous if he would let it get the better of him. He tries to suppress it to the best of his ability as to not cause a scene. Still he’ll frown and stare daggers in you and the other person, hoping you’ll notice and mercifully absolve him of this sensation.

You’ll need to have empathy 60 the way he masterfully hides his feelings. He wants you to know, but also doesn’t. If his serpents in their attempts to help would try to get your attention themselves, he’d get silently mad at them and forcefully tug their slithering bodies away from you.

If you don’t notice him long enough, he’ll just leave as quietly as possible. Trying to be nonchalant about his departure as if he simply has other matters to attend. Internally, however, Messmer’s melting, and seething, and burning everything around him to a crisp.

Later he would seem colder than usual and more distant. Messmer craves your presence, but doesn’t want to seem desperate at the same time. He also needs you to show that you still care for him. It may be childish, but he truly does need this affirmation. He wants you to seek him out, ask what’s wrong, show him your warmth, and smile a more genuine smile than the one you showed to this other person. In exchange, he would redouble the affection you gave him.

However… If you were to commit such an unforgivable sin as to openly flirt or even romantically involve yourself with someone… Well, hopefully you didn’t forget that your lover is a genocidal war general, known for the purge brutal enough to be removed from history, because otherwise you’d be shocked and horrified to see your paramour burned and impaled on the highest spike there is. Messmer would do it; no remorse, no regrets, only cold rage. If both you and he even decide to continue after this mess, you’ll be the one to carry the blame in its entirety, he won’t hear any of it if you’d try to call upon his conscience. You’ll have to work exceptionally hard to gain Messmer’s trust once more, and no matter what you do it’ll never again be at its fullest. It was a scarring wound, one that cannot be forgotten nor forgiven.

Your jealousy

Messmer’s confused at first, not understanding a shift in your reactions and behavior. He would catch on at some point though, and will try to persuade you that there’s nothing to be jealous about: you are the only one he loves and he needs no other.

If it’s not enough, he would cater to your demands: sending people away, shortening the time of discussions, taking a more reserved and aloof demeanor or even holding your hand while addressing others. Whatever you’d want, really. He knows exactly how miserable it feels, so if he can ease it for you – he will.

Godwyn is affable, benevolent and optimistic, one to have a smile on his face no matter the circumstance. He’s quite easygoing, a trait amplified thousandfold by the sheer coldness of everyone around him. That’s why he can come off as unserious and overly blithe, but don’t be mistaken, the man can be incredibly collected and even frightening when the time calls for it. However, in peaceful surroundings he chooses to be a golden retriever type.

He really is “golden”, his hands sure are. Godwyn’s good at everything he tries. Shooting? The arrow hits the bull's-eye and he wasn’t even looking its way. Jousting? He can drop a hundred of combatants in a row without either of them coming close to touching him or his mount. Musical instruments? He’s a natural, coming up with improvised masterpieces. With everything being so easy, Godwyn enjoys a good challenge like nothing else. However, what is a challenge to him is something deemed impossible by others.

In spite of his mother’s forbiddance, Godwyn secretly attended the underground of Leyndell to spend quality time with his younger brothers. It’s so dangerous, and outrageous, and absolutely unspeakable for the perfect golden prince, a pinnacle of the Order, to be knee-deep in the wretched filth of the shunning grounds… Because of that, he felt a need to hide his identity, pretending to be a stranger, a kind Samaritan. He would teach little omen twins literacy, etiquette, history; tell stories, share news and explain the inner workings of the world. Despite doing all this, he still carried a great deal of guilt for not being able to do anything more. For not going against the Golden Order’s dogmas and not accepting his brothers openly, choosing not to risk his reputation instead. He can bend some rules sometimes, sure, but not these.

When the empyrean twins were born, he was all over them, assisting and encouraging every step of their way. He could finally truly be present for his siblings.

When it comes to love, Godwyn has so much of it to give that he pretty much is polyamorous. The ideal relationship scenario for him is having many partners at once, each of whom he loves unconditionally, and no person gets jealous of one another. He would still enjoy a regular two-people relationship and be quite faithful, but a man can dream…

I’m just saying, but if there was a brothel in Leyndell he’d be a common visitor when single.

If he has his sights on somebody, he will take them by storm. With Godwyn it’s always the most flamboyant of courtships, a show for all to see. He’s so confident that he acts as if you’re already his, even if you barely know each other. It can be a tad overbearing and yet you can’t help but fall for the charm. As a side note, considering his love for challenges, playing hard to get would lure him in even more.

He wouldn't like to shower you in gifts however, unless prompted. The thought of "buying" your love sickens him.

No matter how sour or blue you’re feeling, Godwyn always manages to lighten your mood. His jokes are the funniest, his laughter is the most contagious, and his smile is warmer and gentler than the light of the Erdtree itself.

Now, with his soul gone...

After finding out that your lover is not entirely lost, a tiny sliver of hope flickered within you. But it soon got extinguished entirely once you've realized that his body doesn't show any signs of recognition no matter what you do. For all intents and purposes, Godwyn’s corpse seems to be just that – a corpse.

Seeing him like this, gargantuan, lifeless, morphed into an unrecognizable, horrid creature… What a terrible, disgraceful fate. It breaks your heart a second time.

And yet, whenever you’re in danger, the roots of death grow forth seemingly out of nowhere and blindly attack whoever threatens you.

Due to an accident related to his mother when he was little, Messmer almost lost his eyes, the right one was thankfully restored by doctors soon after. He has poor eyesight now and is prescribed to either wear glasses or contact lenses (or, well, singular), but he hates both options: the glasses are out of the question, the guy thinks he looks dorky in them; and a contact lens “hurts him”, he wears it sometimes though, because his mother gifts it to him.

Has snake pets he unironically calls his best friends. If he can, Messmer takes them with him: one likes to be out and about, while the other is usually chilling under his clothes. When people point out that it’s weird, Messmer laughs it off by saying he’s basically blind and they’re his special assistance guide-snakes.

Being the eldest, he can be very stern and a killjoy, but he only does so to gain his mom’s favor. Unfortunately to him, she’s much more strict and less warm to him than to her other children. Messmer has depressive episodes due to his mother’s coldness.

He’s a sporty guy and loves playing basketball, his height is one of the many reasons why he’s outstandingly good at it. Messmer is a captain of the team “Fire Knights”, and they’re flooring their main opponent team “The Hornsents” every match.

He’s kind of an edgy metalhead, but he frequently listens to classical music as well, it helps him sleep.

An avid gamer, especially a fan of the older hits like Warcraft, Starcraft, Heroes of Might and Magic, Doom, etc. His infatuation with games passed on to some of his younger siblings.

He also plays electric guitar quite well and has an amateur band with some of his friends and siblings. They can’t decide on the name though. The candidates were: “Burning Crusade” (yes, he did took it from WoW, was genuinely shocked when told it’s illegal), “Abyssal Serpent” (he hated it personally), “Children of the Erdtree” (too childish…), “Genocidal Purge” (too gory…), etc. Melina, who plays bass, said all these names are super lame, while Kood yes-man's through all of them.

Messmer used to hide his music from you, because he wasn’t certain if you’d like it. He was scared that you’d think it’s cringy and his heart just wouldn’t take it. But when you finally heard him play and loved it, he was happy beyond believe. Now Messmer likes to write cute little melodies for your enjoyment.