#erstaz

You should watch Erstaz

I haven’t seem many people brining up the angels.

I’m really curious about ‘Pact with God’s War angels. religious symbolism is obviously a theme in ersatz, and we see that in the references to their god, religious characters, the short ‘Pact with God’, their soundtrack— y’all get it, but the concept of there being angles of holy war is really interesting to me. 

Obviously, the war is ‘holy’, given the consistent interference with God in the death of soldiers, but it feels kinda sacrilegious to me. Holy war is such an oxymoron; Holy, Sacred or dedicated to God/a religious purpose, and War, a state of armed conflict caused by the selfish acts of people in power. 

Angels are typically (from my experience in the church) meant to symbolize the gap between humans and God, and are portrayed as messengers of God’s will (which was what they were stated to be in an old instagram post by Greaver! I forgot the exact words but something along the lines of ‘something of such importance becomes nothing but a messenger) Apparently there are flocks of these things in the Ersatz world, enough for them to be seen not unlike common pigeons. When their services are not longer needed they are excused from them, which is so odd to me. Why wouldn’t you need a messenger of God in a HOLY WAR? because the war is beyond the point of ever ending, or perhaps people have forgotten who sponsors this eternal war?

In addition to that, I also noticed a while ago that the design of the ‘sun God being’ is constantly depicted with its eyes closed. Their god doesn’t see them, their god does not see the suffering of soldiers nor the war that rages under it’s donation. I feel like that’s connected to the angels being discharged of service, not by God itself, but by humans. If God were to discharge its angels, they would not still be among humans. 

Very quick drawing of Charlie/Cathy from Ersatz by @clownsaint

I would like love some munroe if thats possible :^}

A little Munroe drawing!!! I have a hard time drawing him, usually, but he has one of my favorite designs behind Kelly and the Sun deity :-)

I was very amused by it, it’s fine!! Thank you so much :-D I am in no way normal about Kelly, I’m glad other people like my content for her. I have a few art ideas I’m working on right now, and a fic that I might or might not post.

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL MANAS RASK*SHOTMAULED*

-crimsonnightshade

(OH DEAR HMMM. I'll do my best! [old request fff IM SO SLOWWWW ;___; ] )

The God had snuck into the Chaos Tower, pressing himself against the wall as  some of Raski's Knights walked by. The God of Creation held a box in his arms, and relaxed his grip on it slightly when they were gone.

He quickly walked down the hall, looking for Raski's room. Today was his birthday, and he needed to give him his gift. When he found the other God's room, he opened it slowly, slipping inside. Raski was curled up in bed, occasionally  groaning in pain. Manas flinched sympathetically. He knew that he always got extra hate on his birthday from most mortals and that it pained him, but it was always hard to deal with. "Raski," Manas called softly. He shut the door behind him. "I've come to see you."

The God of Destruction turned over, groaning. "What do you want." he grumbled, clearly not in the mood.

Manas ignored his cold tone, opening the box to take out a vase. He set it on Raski's bedside table,  taking out a bottle of water and pouring that in. "Hello to you too." he said with a little frown. "...I don't want anything."

With a wave of his hand, he created a white rose in the vase. Of course like every year, he had added a bit of purity to it, causing it to slowly change colours every few seconds. He set the box down on the floor, going to sit on the edge of the bed. "Happy Birthday." Manas got an angry groan in response, and he frowned. "I brought you your present..." he tilted his head towards the flower. "There are chocolates in the box too...They have cherries this time." Silence greeted him and he cleared his throat. "I should probably let you rest then." Manas said, a little upset that Raski was so cold. He was used to it, but it still hurt. The god shifted and kissed the top of his head, rubbing his shoulder. "Bye..."  As he was leaving, Raski sat up in bed. "You can stay," he grumbled. "Just, close the blinds and keep quiet okay? I have a headache."