#ageha.

Ageha almost drank the lethal dosage of caffine once. -> Yep!

it was when energy drinks were first becoming popularized. she really liked the tab brand, so much so that she'd gotten herself a few cases and drank it like she does her favorite white wines. it didn't have the same effect on her as it did others, but it most certainly didn't make her feel good lol, given that nightfolk aren't much affected by human versions of things.

If Ageha was presented with an intergalactic portal, they would enter it without question. -> Yep!

she will do it anyway. she has been doing it for thousands of years. she will do it as long as she must. a random intergalactic portal is, in a sense, her salvation - at least, from her daughter.

Ageha is a top. -> Nope!

girly is a bottom through and through, but she is also the devil where it comes down to seduction itself. she will drive you insane on purpose, so that whatever you do to her carries weight and is felt for days, weeks, whatever. make no mistake, her smiles and good manners do well to hide her corruption, but ohhh is she a demon.

Ageha likes being alone. -> Nope!

absolutely not. but it's a necessary evil a lot of the time, and she is willing to be. the reason she's so distant in her relationships, as far as...seeming detached, is because she needs to be. she is being hunted down by her daughter (who is rightfully angry with her for abandoning her; she had many reasons but still), and her daughter gives zero fucks about anyone in her way. verse has proven she is very happy to kill everyone ageha comes into contact with...hence, ageha's jumping through an intergalactic portal.

Ageha has chronic nightmares. -> Nope! Buuut...

she doesn't suffer from nightmares because she has 0 need for sleep. however, in the off chance she does take herself a little dragon nap, it's not ever really peaceful.

Faceclaim. 2.b

Name. Hymn Ageha T'sali Alias. Prisoner of God, the Mourning Hymn, (a) Harbinger of the End, Mother of Death, Goddess of Motherhood and Femininity, Lady of the Dawn, Mother

Sex/Gender. Female / Female Age. Unknown, perhaps as old as time itself Birth Date. Unknown Race. Divine Necrotic Dragon

Marital Status. Single Orientation. Pansexual Greyromantic

Residence. She has no permanent home.

⸻Physical Information. // Body, Equipment, Family, etc.

Physical Description. She is roughly 5'6" without heels and has a classic coke-bottle figure, wide hips, narrow waist, large breasts, sloping shoulders– She is very feminine, womanly, and lightly toned in musculature. She may sometimes appear unhealthy, sickly, or malnourished (only when she makes use of her abilities). She is very healthy and she eats well. There is a length of thick, black 'ridges' fading into silver and, finally, her skin color that begins in her hairline and ends at her tailbone. This is a tattoo. Her hair is in a neatly cut and maintained bob style, colored in shades of gray and shining silver-white. On occasion, one might say her hair appears brittle, dry, ‘old’, or stringy, which poses as one of several markers of her divinity, ironically. Her eyes are iridescent and unusual; Vibrant blue-violets. Sharp, luminous, and lively. However, they are tucked away beneath black lace trappings.

Equipment. The blades made from her teeth.

Occupation. Her purpose is long relinquished following the murder of Sonata T'sali, though she once belonged to the original pantheon of draconian gods, they who created the world - pillars of the universe, all. 13 in total. Most if not all are dead, aside from herself, one other, and Nocturne.

Parents. Unknown, probably not applicable Siblings. Nocturne, the Worldeater and God; Sonata, god of lies and deceit -> Life and death; Euphony, god of transformation and change -> Secrets and rumors; Cantata, god of stories and songs -> Wrath and violence; Requiem, god of faith and generosity -> Shadow and murder; Canticle, god of miracles and divination -> Twisted magic; Soliloquy, goddess of beauty and virtue -> Pride and vanity; Aria, goddess of nature and plenty -> Greed and gluttony; Ballad, god of funerals and ceremonies -> Betrayal and despair; Symphony, god of love and marriage -> Torture and revenge; Pyura, lesser god of oracles and prophecy -> Poison and alchemy. Children. Verse, lesser goddess of chastity -> Lust.

⸻Personality Information. // Likes, Strengths, etc.

Likes. Disco, wine, dancing, traveling, new people, new places, taking care of others, silk, black tie events, warm baths, reading, fighters, people who use their manners, music, piano & violin, vinyl records, singing, luxury, white wine, nighttime, winter, festivals, most animals, chocolate, night-violets, flying, magic, old stories, cottonmouth cakes, kisses, etc. Dislikes. Sonata, most of her siblings really, imprisonment, not having any options, rudeness, those who are selfish and unkind, liars, killers, pickles, cigarettes, anything in excess, criminals, current generations of gods, violence, people who can't have fun, worshipers of her pantheon, people who cannot respect a goddess when they see one, etc.

Positive Traits. Fair. Generous. Loving. Protective. Playful. Friendly. Sweet. Happy Disposition. Intelligent. Nurturing. Motherly. Forgiving. Good Sport. Self-Sacrificing. Calm. Level-headed. Calculating. Loyal. Negative Traits. Many-sided. Paranoid. Distant. Ghosts. Debuffs. Nosy. Overbearing. Strange. Solos Everything. Face-tanks. Cold. Picky. Prideful. Self-negligent. Absentee. Avoidant. Dishonest.

Goals. To dodge Verse long enough to 'get lost' in worlds and timelines elsewhere, where she can no longer be found. Desires. An end to this terrible chase, an end to her pantheon at last.

Alignment. Neutral Good, at best. She is the only dragon god not believed to be wholly evil, despite her place in the corrupted pantheon. At worst, she is considered chaotic neutral.

Personality. Contrary to her status and rank among the dragon gods and her tendency to be severe, she is quite motherly and has the capacity to be friendly, loving, and protective. She has quite the heart, nerves of steel, and a great love for any and all in the world. Her presence is one that commands attention and she walks with utmost confidence, though she is not without humility. Despite her outward airs, she is vulnerable and emotional in her own right, even the strong can sometimes be weak. Otherwise, very complicated. Sophisticated too.

⸻Sorcery Information. // Affinity, Talent, etc.

Affinity. Divine Order - Magic available only to divine beings, those made of the origin material of the universe, if not part of it themselves; It is non-specific, technically, and rooted deeply in Creation magic, which is itself the melting pot of all magic. It is, effectively, the ability to use every affinity to varying degrees of efficacy, and is the strongest form of magic still separate from the Root of Creation. Shapeshifting. Multishifting Mastery - she can transform into any animal or object she has seen, but her transformations are nearly always tarnished by age, weathering, or illness ; She has one other primary form than her humanoid shape: a silvery, aging dragon with mirror-like scales, twisted by rot and misery. She is 200ft long from nose to tail tip in this form. Utility. She can perform all utilities in all forms. Specialization. Her specialization is non-specific, but rooted in what could be considered blood, necrotic, and earth magic, or some combination thereof. Rot, Disease, Famine, Blight. Fields that yield no crops, children starving by winter, unbreakable fevers, infections, maladies, ailments, decay--

Special. ??????

Classification. Hymn of the Unbound - A rogue goddess, free and haywire.

⸻Background Information. // History, etc.

heads up: all of this is context from a past cycle. Sunjatta, as a universe, is cycle. Time doesn't quite operate the same there as it does in our world. But this is context for her character. Her current whereabouts are contextual and heavily verse dependent between interactions.

Ageha was born of divine necessity, brought to life as the representation of motherhood and the nurturing aspects of the feminine form. But, she is of Draconian blood, specifically of the Paea, a species seen as inherently evil among the inhabitants of the planet Linai. While her divine right had once taken precedence over the circumstances of her birth, there'd been a number of happenings that've corrupted her purpose and robbed her of her stature among the Dawn, those that shaped the world and the cosmos as known by all Linaians.

Many millions of years ago, when Linai was just beginning to take shape, it was she who had been tasked with the creation of life. Strands of her hair had been planted in the black sands of the Adavast, her scales in the V’haid'ran, and her tears in the vast, empty expanses between every continent. Kanpari forests grew from her hair, crystals formed from silver scales, and oceans and streams from her tears; Life would begin with a blessing from the Mother and it would stretch across all of Linai, changing and evolving with the tides.

But, with the creation of life came the inevitable: Free will. Thus was born the dichotomy of good versus evil, nature versus nurture, right versus wrong. the invention of philosophy came about from the first of her line, he who was named after their species, Paea, who would go on to teach his brothers and sisters of his musings and, inevitably, lead them into an age of conquest. His corruption came from the advent of will, but he was weaker to it than most others of his time. Her children were arrogant and thankless, reaping the world of all that'd been sown, slaughtering any and all who would stand against them. Over time, Linai became dotted with Paean structures, testaments to the incredible strength of their military force and advancements before any other could make such accomplishments, but it was then that Sonata, he who reigned over death itself, would implement the natural cycles of life and death, cursing all of Linai with mortality.

The Dawn, including Ageha, were disappointed in their creations. Some were angry and it was in this anger that the gods of the Dawn began to corrupt and shift, deviating from their original purposes, their divinity crumbling into the realms of Oblivion.

Ageha ranked among those who would curse Linai with righteous anger, bringing upon them famine and disease, choking the life out of vegetation and livestock and cutting the lives of her children short. It was a painful undertaking, but she all their pillaging, all their selfishness, murder, genocide... None of it could go unpunished.

Many of the Dawn fell as a result of their unforgiving rage, and there were many who had begun to worship them as demonic gods, instead seeing their swift and heavy-handed punishments as blessings, fooled by their own arrogance. Nocturne, borne of the chaos in the Dressic Era, was by far the most powerful of them all if only by virtue of this worship. He was young, a divine spirit with no inclinations of goodness or evil, but he, too, would succumb to corruption and farther would he fall than any of his brethren - and he would take with him twelve others.

Oblivion, poisoned by indignation and despair, became synonymous with the Underworld, a hell unto itself. Once beautiful expanses of heavenly flora and fauna were stained red with the blood of the people, inhabited by tortured spirits and the demons set to watch over them. The thirteen fallen gods who now dwellt in Oblivion were given altered purposes, perversions of their natures, all mirroring the punishments beset upon Linai.

It was in this corruption that many of the fallen Dawn would thrive, holding onto their deviations with pride. Only too few retained their morality, consumed by sorrow and guilt for having punished their creations, and the others would manipulate this to the fullest.

Nocturne would hatch a plan, one that would be periodically executed every few thousand years, to cull Linai of its foulest creatures in a vile global battle royale, and it was here that Ageha would become the second Harbinger, Cantata the first. She, Cantata, Euphony, and Canticle fought Nocturne at every turn, but their efforts were fruitless - all were powerless by comparison - and so, Linai would see its first Reclamation.

Many lost their lives. One after the other, the Harbingers sowed the seeds of destruction, making way for the remaining Fallen to tend the crops of Oblivion, and Nocturne would be the final push, dragging the world once more into the throes of chaos. The Dawn in the Celestial realm above would bide their time, allowing their fallen brethren to do as they pleased, biding their time. Alt'haiya, the goddess of light, would bless eight men and women, individuals of each race of the people of Linai, with the power needed to seal away and silence Nocturne, setting off a holy war in an effort to put an end to the chaos.

The conflict was bloody, but the Eight and their guardians brought the Fallen to their knees, sealing Nocturne away.

Ageha willingly gave herself up to the Dawn, taken in as a prisoner of war, and she was temporarily blessed with her divine light, freed from the corruption of the Fallen - but, nothing was as easy as it'd seemed.

Thousands of years would come to pass and Ageha would refamiliarize herself with peace and the love she had for her people, all the while ignorant of the slow wearing-down of Nocturne's bounds. It was only when her corruption would begin again to take root that Ageha and the Dawn would concern themselves with Nocturne's resurgence, and it was here that she might yet have a chance at truly defying him.

In preparation to once again defeat and seal away the Worldeater, Nocturne, Ageha took Endymion to task and requested that he forge two blades from her fangs. As gods cannot be killed by conventional means, it was deemed prudent to find a way, and the solution was to ‘use the blood and bone of one who carries corruption and divinity, two halves of one whole’, so commanded by Alt’haiya, the goddess of light. Ageha was the only one immediately available and what came from her would’ve been especially strong, as she was one of the original divines and had been plagued with corruption; None else would’ve quite achieved their goal.

Removing her fangs had been a painful process, but it was necessary and she did so without question, offering them to Endymion alongside vials of her own blood. Endymion spent roughly one Linaīan year on this project alone, breaking her fangs down to dust and combining it with molten alloys and her blood (The process is not unlike how a Japanese sword is made, specifically the katana, as the metals are repeatedly heated, hammered, and folded until the blade reaches the desired strength and toughness). The resulting weapons are visual crossbreeds between the claymore and katana, both requiring two hands to wield effectively. The Black and White Fangs are each the only weapons in existence that can kill a god, no matter their status of corruption or lack of it, no matter how powerful they are.

However, Sonata, the former Dawn divine of life, had heard whisperings of such weaponry and took matters into his own hands, hatching plans of his own to take advantage of the chaos and disarray that would inevitably be caused by the Second Reclamation and steal both swords from Ageha. His influence over Nocturne at this time was especially strong as he was the one to ultimately free him from his bounds and, eager to take action, he pushed his brother to call to his Harbingers, Cantata and Requiem (Ageha’s replacement). This prematurely set the Reclamation into motion and shadow would soon blanket the world, petty squabbles among the Linaīan people quickly turning into bloodbaths. The descendants of the Eight from the First Reclamation were nowhere to be found, so the Dawn did not waste anymore time.

Blinded by their beliefs, the Dawn called upon Sonata, ignorant to the truth of his corruption, and requested that he take the White Fang, tasking him with the responsibility of working against Nocturne and killing him himself should Ageha fail. Such an arrangement had proven quite profitable for Sonata, having received part of what he aimed to steal. This satisfied him for a time and, on a whim, he chose to keep to his word in part, working behind the scenes to manipulate and destroy Nocturne’s psyche, thrusting him further into his latent corruption. One by one, Sonata turned their brothers and sisters against the Worldeater and every clutch of eggs, every mate he had was subsequently destroyed and murdered over and over again until all that’d remained of Nocturne was bitterness, despair, and hatred. He was at his weakest then, a prime target for Ageha and rest of the Dawn to finally lay to rest, and once Sonata’s work had been done, he vanished, leading to a total collapse of the Fallen T’sali.