#maykrisms

Akami watched from his pocket realm outside the one he'd created. Glimpsing distant realms and realities not of his own hand. In far too many of them, their Gods were entirely absent. Not even so much as watching, like he did. He may not interfere, but at least he was there, just in case.

There was one however, in a close enough way to himself. A strange being, one he could not understand in this form. But that innermost part of him had a curiosity, a scientific curiosity. Their world's God had been...removed as far as he could tell. But they were the one who stood next to him, so it was the closest he could get.

His plates started to spin rapidly around him, each one lighting up in turn. The last one, the Original Plate shone the brightest. Using Creation Energy, he opened a portal to this other Realm, the one where the entities known as the Maykr existed.

❛  so ... are you super old or ... future something? like, look at you. you're wild.  ❜

// were you not encouraging this earlier with the robo/monster fucker comment /lh

Closed starter for @maykrisms! ---

It was an otherwise idyllic night on Mars, a few years prior to Hell's planned raid of its rebuilt and improved research facility. The armies waited from orders from their leaders, highest of all being that of Davoth-- The first Dark Lord of the Dark Realm, despite being sealed in the form of a Life Sphere.

Many fiends belonging to the noble houses of Hell, as well as wandering rogue demons were anticipating for the gradual mistakes every Union Aerospace Corporation's staff assigned to this base would make, and allow portals from Hell to open there.

Of many he would quietly, and patiently observed in the facility, one would stand out from the others-- An android and apparently, former human known as Samuel Hayden. Seemed to be that he was going about his day in his own office.

But a Primeval such as Davoth would know the true nature of a mortal being when he saw one.

❮ You are not Him. ❯ The ethereal tone cuts through the air, with the slightest edge of.. confusion? ❮ What happened here? ❯

“HELLO?!?”

The lanky creator sits up, glancing around in alarm. The voice is one he has never heard before. Or, at least Lucid does not recall having ever heard it before. A hand slips under the brim of the top hat, scratching the smooth porcelain surface in confusion.

“Um, no. I’m not Him at all. Normally I’m a seraph. But, uh, these beings known as greyfaces turned me into this. To look exactly like my Father.”

Two sets of eyes glance in different directions, God!Lucid criss-crossing his long legs to sit more comfortably.

@maykrisms Susan blinked again, not breaking her gaze on this....creature. What was it? It was humanoid in shape, but what was it? Why was it here? What business did it have in this district?

"WOAH BUDDY-- LANGUAGE. YOU KISS YOUR MOM WITH THAT MOUTH?" Honestly Bill has no room too talk, he's already creating obscenities that don't exist yet. He's the one who gets babies to say fuck as their first word.