โHythlodaeus. Emet-Selch, if you prefer.โ
An entity who takes his life into his own hands.
Wandering Vigilante.
18+ | MDNI | Roleplay Account.
||| Archived.
I am no longer a Shade created by an ungrateful hand.
I am Hythlodaeus. And if I must be a shadow of any sort, I shall be identified as the shadow of the fourteenth seat. The Traveler.
โ Mun 21+, MDNI
โ OOC + IC ramblings
โ Writes too much
โ Very friendly!!
|| I know I JUST posted an update ((and yes, I think I, too, am stupid)) but I re-did A'xivrus's scales because i love these more!
I also did a 'what if' if he had the attributes he was always meant to have (horns and tail) and might make this work somehow in lore
โAnd there where stars and souls rest โ find your truth...โ
Gentle mumbling can be heard in a garden outside of a house within the district of Shirogane. Hythlodaeus is tending to plants carefully curated, well-looked after and maintained, halfway through their growth.
His mumbling and humming ceased as his eyes closed and he sat down on the ground, a heavy sigh passing his lips. His head leaned forward as parts of his hair blocked the right side of his face, braid gently brushing his cheek. He would remain like this, for a while.
โAnd there where stars and souls rest โ find your truth...โ
Gentle mumbling can be heard in a garden outside of a house within the district of Shirogane. Hythlodaeus is tending to plants carefully curated, well-looked after and maintained, halfway through their growth.
One thing he always thought back to was his mistakes. Kholusia, Mt. Gulg, Amaurot. Afflatus Misery... darkness incarnate. Amaurot again. Why didn't he follow through back then? Why did he let his gwib take him back home? In the end, by his own hand, he was alone once more.
@QuantenZiel โFamily?...โ
Hythlodaeus went silent, glancing at the papers, at his hands. His fists curled up before he sighed. Truly, this individual did look like a spitting image of Hades. His child, perhaps? A child from another timeline?
โI did know him. His best friend, you could say.โ
He's been gone for a long time, hasn't he?
Pale yellow eyes glance up at the sky as lips grow tight, fists curling as fingernails dig into skin. Something's different, other than the blatantly changed appearance. Something else changed that isn't visible from the outside.
@QuantenZiel He pulled up his pant leg to reveal bruised skin, broken veins.
Clearly, the bones themselves were displaced and fractured, not lining up properly. How he could even still walk, let alone feel, was a miracle. At the rate of decay he had, he'd have to get an amputation.
@QuantenZiel โHome...โ
He sighed, looking down at his leg as his purple hair fell down around his face. He seemed so tired, back burdened by a heavy weight.
โI can only heal so much with Clemency. And yes, home. I am Hythlodaeus.โ
@QuantenZiel How, or why, this person had the same yellow eyes that Hades did, he did not know. He knew he had it due to an imbalance, yellow replacing purple. But he didn't ignore their comment about him being in pain, either.
โMy leg is broken. What brings you here to Amaurot?โ
@QuantenZiel Hythlodaeus froze as someone approached him, pen pausing upon paper when a voice rang out. He thought he was alone.
He turned to face the other, pale yellow eyes lifting to meet the other. His breath hitched when he saw the same pale yellow eyes greet him in return.
@UserNamedTressa He moved to pull his pant leg up, revealing the majorly damaged leg that was bruised to hell and back.
โAs an ancient, one never had to worry about potions or traditional methods of healing.โ
@UserNamedTressa He looked over at the Anima, humming as he gently pat it and put down his pen. Then, he'd move over to sit beside Skye and look at what they took out, potion gently sitting in his hand. He never had to make use of a potion before.
โYou'll have to walk me through the process.โ