#deity call

i was once a god and im looking for angels who may remember me, whether serving under me or just knowing me in passing. even other gods who might remember, i’d be grateful for your time. i was a god of detritus, of broken and forgotten and discarded things. abandoned buildings and towns i especially loved - i cared for these things and worked with other gods, mostly of nature, to remember them. even more modern things - glitched programs, bricked technology. and other noncorporeal things, like memories forgotten, dead-names and past lives left in the dust. 

i had few angels under my service, so im not expecting a lot - i preferred my solitude, as i spent much of my time tending to other lonely things. the angels were small in stature, very light and flighty things, though beautiful. all had wings like oil slicks, black with swirling rainbow in the light - one had hair the color of ashen dust, his eyes molten gold. i think he was closest to me, but ive forgotten his name now. my form changed a lot, funny enough - even i couldn’t help but forget and leave things behind. my eyes, though, were always a deep, dark black, almost void-like. though not cold. inviting, in a sense. i dont remember anything concrete about my appearance, i apologize. 

ive had many names as well, though the one i remember most clearly is nihil - its what i asked my angels to call me. ive forgotten my true name at this point, though im working to remember it. nihil, i hope, rings a bell for those who knew me.