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Adiel/Amant โ Celestial and human form, DnD verse. || picrew.

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(Or rather fallen deva turns into a fiend/devil.)
I've done this for Blood.borne verses before, but now I stole it from @vullcanica to make Amant / Adiel: human warrior disguise and celestial true form, aka DnD or BG.3 or related stuffs verse. // picrew.
Something something BG3/DND verse... when in human disguise.
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Tagging @vullcanica (make wizard Nik maybe?)
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@desalvar || Continued.
"I had no time to waste waiting for your aptitudes to FINALLY show."
It's the easiest answer and utterly true โ in every possible way โ delivered coldly and without bothering with fumbling courtesies. Adiel could leave it there, ignoring all teasing, pulling and pushing; whatever frivolous notions the other entertains from the restless comfort of his seat.
Does he even have the time to play petty games with Eris?
"I could not leave Avita alone for too long." Obviously, thus that was an unnecessary clarification.
He hesitates, belatedly, faltering to maintain a stone-cold facade. His lips part: he wants to say something else โ yet looks away, frowning...
Truth is, the meaning behind his previous laconic statement runs deeper than what might seem the obvious urgency of an infant's needs. Eris is right about the oddity of his choice to acknowledge him as her father, as though anyone would ever believe such a foul creature could fit the role. Or even care about their unlikely offspring. However, he now knows that Eris does care โ Eris loves his daughter.
And he has no time to play any games.
"My decision to free you was rushed and perilous, and I had no faith in you... yet now I am glad that I did it." The admission bears no cold or bitter edge; nothing but a muttered truth and saddened eyes. A far softer tone, too, strained by exhaustion and the tender vulnerability of honesty, albeit never devoid of purpose.
"I am certain you will keep her safe and happy..." The rest of the sentence stays still and heavy on his tongue: When I am gone.
The abyss awaits patiently, inexorable, to swallow him whole once the last of his life whithers away. Soon. He's decided to drop the dense veil of his reluctance before the fall.
"You are a good father."