This is a story about my Kirby OCs from like a while ago. It has been in my drafts since like a long-ass time, and I should probably release this now than never.
One day, while Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi are at break, when they were called Apollo and Nyx, the moon asked a question she has been thinking about.
“Hey ‘Pollo, What does your human form look like?” asked Nyx.
“Mine? Well, my hair is long, and is orange like the petals around me,” Apollo answered. “I also have the horns of a mythological creature called a Kirin.”
“Yo, that sounds awesome!” Nyx said. “Why can’t I have a human form!?”
Apollo sighed. “You have to thank Zero for that,” he answered sarcastically. “Cursed me and all lesser gods like us—past and future alike—to be unable to transform.”
“That sucks…” Nyx said. “I would have loved to transform! Like say…” she trailed off, thinking. “A warrior! A fairy! An elf! Oh, maybe even a sword so you can fight!”
“Nyx, you know that I don’t know how to use a sword!”
“Then a violin so you can play music! Ooh, maybe even a harp! a guitar! Or a piano!”
“Are you kidding me?” Apollo asked, now smiling.
“Yeah!” Nyx answered. “And maybe you can turn into a sword so we can fight!”
“But you don’t know how to use a sword!” Apollo teased.
“Oh, shut up! We can learn from Galacta Knight or something…”
Apollo blinked. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Do you miss your human form?” Nyx asked.
Apollo looked away. “Yeah,” he answered. “I do.”
Silence. The mood became heavy.
“Do you think… there would be a time where you can transform again?”
Apollo looked down with a somber look.
“I’m not counting on it,” Apollo answered. “Zero made sure the curse would last for eternity. And even if it falls off…”
“I kind of like this form,” Apollo said. “It’s small, so I can fit in smaller spaces. I can even fly indefinitely, while in my human form, I can only fly for so much…”
Nyx smiled. “Looks like you embraced your form.”
“I had to,” Apollo said. “Zero gave me no other choice. And you know what?”
“At least it’s better than spending the rest of your afterlife as nothing more than one of Zero’s voices.”
“Wait, what?” Nyx asked, confused.
“Zero uses the souls of its victims in order to use their voices,” Apollo answered. “It uses those voices to trick people into doing what it wants.”
“I… I didn’t know that,” Nyx admitted.