#verakin

(cw: lots of sketches. also i think i drew arti flipping you off in one of them)

all verakins go to heaven! or, at least, the weird fucked up simulacra of heaven native to Kerathan.

after dying, verakin souls stick around in the body for a few days after death - a sort of purgatory. it's described as serene and dream-like, and allows some of the nastier emotions associated with death to fade away. many use it to reflect on their lives and who they've left behind.

before long, the souls get drawn out of their body and into the depths of Kerathan, where the proper afterlife is. while the trip across is fairly quick and painless, getting used to the afterlife takes some time. it's home to something like 70,000 verakins, all engaged in strange and exotic activities and places.

there is also the small fact that nobody has a physical body in the afterlife. you are, for all intents and purposes, a mind floating freely in the body of a half-melted god. (more on that later). sure, you'll be able to imagine having a body and doing the familiar verakin things, but it'll never quite be the same.

verakins are cuddly little creatures! since verbal communication is a no-go (more on that later) and visual communication doesn't always work, verakins have fallen back to touch as one of the main ways they show affection to each other.

to pretty much no ones surprise, verakins have a mostly adversarial relationship with the Broken Gods.

verakins are reasonably upset that these powerful beings with an incredible capacity to improve things try to fuck them over pretty much any opportunity they get. since they'd get blasted to smithereens if they tried to actually do anything about it, they've settled for a deep, seething contempt for the Broken Gods - and, by extension, much of the natural world.

verakins lay eggs! theyre similar to the picture above, but duller in color and material.

this isnt because theyre birds, or anything; creating children is a horrifically messy and complicated process under the hood, and the physiology of verakins is already barely held together with duct tape and tears.