#timid mite

Doodles of some Jackie, Timid and AM

She fits in well, perfectly even, a gentle, social and incredibly intelligent mite has become incapable of having berserker fits (only fainting fits, like a goat), the kind of mite AM has been working restlessly to create. Her wisdom rivals that of AM's, some might even say she surpasses him but is holding back out of, well, timidness. Her abilities, her behavior, her very nature always left AM breathless, having a newfound admiration he never thought he had for a mite... but that admiration turned into complete dismay when learning of how she became that way and where her beliefs lie.

Hell cannot even begin to describe the torment she had endured in her past, the closest thing to measure it to would be the era of enslaved mites. Experimentation after experimentation, death after death, torture after torture. Wronged time and time again yet was seemingly left with no malice in her heart... at least that's what AM believed, until she'd share to him what she believed of her predicament.

She believes all sapient beings are evil, mites included, it's inevitable. Unimaginable chaos and torment is the natural course for sapient beings, to waste your lifespan seeking peace in a haven is utterly pointless. Found havens, built havens, they always end in hell one way or another. It's a treat to live in a haven while it lasts, but finding peace in hell is the true path to contentment.

Very morbidly positive nihilism that goes against AM's beliefs and purpose of creating the community - to guide mites to higher teachings without the exposure of horrific evils. Though at first he saw Timid's jarring morals as a quirk to subtly indoctrinate out of her, what came to scare him out of his wits was learning how much influence she had in his community being that he wasn't the only one Timid shared her beliefs with. The community would devolve into chaos, mites fighting to survive as others relapsed completely, all the while Timid continued tending to her little garden without a care in the world, in peace.

Indoctrination camps would be overwhelmed to the point the community just had to cut their losses, banishing massive numbers of mites, Timid included. She was compliant, understanding, leaving with a gentle smile and wave that brought only dread to AM.

Day eight, Beaten/Bruised

ft. Timid (belongs to @popdotastro )