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Narinder, The One Who Waits.
Former God Of Death of Cult Of The Lamb.
- mun is an adult.
- OCs welcome!
- multiverse friendly.
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[Narinder only had a moment to recover before the infant god was jumping around with excitement and examining him from almost every angle. Having a short moment to reach up and feel his ears. Yep, still there. At least that hasn't changed, but he was a little curious
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while still trying to collect himself.
He's. He's going to be dragged along on these... adventures more than once? Oh.
He did not quite sign up for this.]
I understand you're excited... but how many of these adventures do you intend to drag me along to?
// WAH
Sure, lemme just
[Opens my skull]
xn--clie-uj5b.xn--jvgala864e⦠omw to pick a fight with your bad thought demons
LEMME AT EM π₯π₯
// sometimes it is hard to get past my brain and hyperactive thoughts holding me back from interactions bc I want to write, but it's so hard out here man
And when I watch others it's like... my brain whispers things to me and I'm xndbnd
The feline stared with slight disbelief and surprise. They would do that? For him?
Why?
Truth be told... he didn't know how to be a disciple. And not having that knowledge made things difficult.
Things that were told to him echoed in his head and it made him squint in thought,
Guess old habits really do die hard.
Huffing air from his nose, he folds his arms, but does listen. His shoulders sag minimally.
"I am aware..." to him, all of this is another purgatory, but worse. He might be able to relax, but he still had obligations to attend to. >
Being present during sermons were one of the newer ones. There was no escape.
"Do you think I wanted to go?" The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous this was. He should have just gone through with it, get it done. He might have even been looked at with similar awe >
The ex-god glanced away when they spoke again, almost shamefully. An uncomfortable knot in his stomach making itself known, along with the need for food.
His head dropped slightly, momentarily focusing on the leader's hand, before nodding and meeting their eyes again.
>
"Correct. I did not go," he responded, but didn't offer a reason. Stepping aside for them after running things through his head. He doesn't have much of a choice in what happens now, allowing them inside.
"Come in, Lamb." As if he was still trying to hold onto past status.