#mortimer.post

a: such a strange experience to be vague enough to apply to basically every alterhuman label under the sun and yet not really fitting them either. like sure maybe i count as a dragon, i can shapeshift into anything in headspace and one of my "comfortable/common" forms can definitely be considered draconic… but i'm a blasphemous, divine soldier/machine/animal made from the remains of desecrated angels and demons that has been manipulated into serving a new purpose, not a dragon! i feel more of a connection to dragons as a symbol in medieval art for demons/the devil/evil; an amalgamation of a beast that devours and destroys and has tension-filled, possibly homoerotic clashes with knights/saints. no true "form", no species, everyone who sees me will see something different, but they all call me the same thing; dragon, beast, monster, whatever the term -- it's something everyone can agree on. M: I find it quite interesting. We are "other" even within our source; no longer an angel, yet not quite a demon, either. We never fell, yet we no longer obey the Will of God. Even among other alternates, you never fit in. How curious, to be everything and nothing at the same time. It's also interesting to consider that neither of us feel as though we have a lack of identity, in fact I would say we each have a very strong sense of self. Rather, "consistency" does not exist to us, especially not to you. You are forever changing and becoming something new -- yet you always remain yourself. It is simply hard to nail down an identity and/or claim a label when your identity doesn't stay the same long enough for the label to stick.