[video] un: theballadeer

[lyingstars]

[There is a hatless Scaramouche laying back against the floor. He seems to be contemplating something, hand outstretched above him and idly playing with an odd looking purple and gold chess piece - a Gnosis for those that are familiar with them. There are no introductions here, just a question.]

I'm curious... Tell me about your gods. Who they are, what they do. Whatever.

[A pause.]

Just what is a god to you?

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[lyingstars]

[His hand closes around the Gnosis, falling to rest against his chest.]

Bad doesn’t even begin to cover it. The gods of my world are… They no longer have the right to judge me.