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"My parents never liked me." He started, staring up at the moon. His mate, Dionysus, startled awake then blearily looked over. The digger had just been drifitng off to sleep when the other spoke.
Their next was situated on what was once a back deck, the mansion having long been left to rot with nature reclaiming it. Parts of rooms corroded away and refashioned into beds or homes or general area in the Black Rose Manor.
"Do you.. want to talk about it?" The fat digger curled close around his mate reaching out to hold his paw.
"No." Hephaestus sharply stated turning away, "No..."
From the broken wood paneling the moon cast it's cold and weak glow down on him. Harsh. Unrelenting to the troubles of the living under it's watchful gaze. Milky white. Just like his eyes. Just like his parents.
Hephaestus had been born under no moon. Nothing special- he was sure millions of others were born that way. But it was years of waiting done by his parents under the darkest night of the darkest year. Down in the deepest caves where no mortal should go. The glowing black pillars there hummed in languages the living forgot, all but him. Decades spent in those horrible caverns where the crystals hummed horrible secrets to him, where shadows oozed from them springing to life with malice in their flat bodies. Decades spent of his parents dissaproval for him not harnessing the powers of the ancient evil in those caves to their full potential. Decades of their jibes and hate for him keeping the powers contained inside him for so long. Until one day, he couldnt. The shadows and their otherwordly power were too much- the ancient voices all coming screaming out of his throat. He ran that day. Ran out for there was no one to stop him. His parents joined those inky forms in the cave that day and couldn't contain him down there no longer. Nor would they be able to contain the power in those caves so he did what he had to do. He had sucked up all the evil and inky shadowy darkness in that cave and locked it into his body so no one else may be corrupted by them. But- more remained as no matter how hard he lashed out the pillars remained. Spawning more hellish creatures down in those caves so deep in the bowels of the Earth. No one would find those caves but him, He made sure of it.

Aligning Black Rose to his casting element with Lore (tm)

Hephaestus - 4683 belongs to me!

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"My parents never liked me." He started, staring up at the moon. His mate, Dionysus, startled awake then blearily looked over. The digger had just been drifitng off to sleep when the other spoke.
Their next was situated on what was once a back deck, the mansion having long been left to rot with nature reclaiming it. Parts of rooms corroded away and refashioned into beds or homes or general area in the Black Rose Manor.
"Do you.. want to talk about it?" The fat digger curled close around his mate reaching out to hold his paw.
"No." Hephaestus sharply stated turning away, "No..."
From the broken wood paneling the moon cast it's cold and weak glow down on him. Harsh. Unrelenting to the troubles of the living under it's watchful gaze. Milky white. Just like his eyes. Just like his parents.
Hephaestus had been born under no moon. Nothing special- he was sure millions of others were born that way. But it was years of waiting done by his parents under the darkest night of the darkest year. Down in the deepest caves where no mortal should go. The glowing black pillars there hummed in languages the living forgot, all but him. Decades spent in those horrible caverns where the crystals hummed horrible secrets to him, where shadows oozed from them springing to life with malice in their flat bodies. Decades spent of his parents dissaproval for him not harnessing the powers of the ancient evil in those caves to their full potential. Decades of their jibes and hate for him keeping the powers contained inside him for so long. Until one day, he couldnt. The shadows and their otherwordly power were too much- the ancient voices all coming screaming out of his throat. He ran that day. Ran out for there was no one to stop him. His parents joined those inky forms in the cave that day and couldn't contain him down there no longer. Nor would they be able to contain the power in those caves so he did what he had to do. He had sucked up all the evil and inky shadowy darkness in that cave and locked it into his body so no one else may be corrupted by them. But- more remained as no matter how hard he lashed out the pillars remained. Spawning more hellish creatures down in those caves so deep in the bowels of the Earth. No one would find those caves but him, He made sure of it.

Aligning Black Rose to his casting element with Lore (tm)

Hephaestus - 4683 belongs to me!