Godkin

You are a mermaid princess that he will save

Explore the world with the sealed power. A men who rule the abyss get punished by the absolute, and became nomal student.

Eleanor reclines on a marble chaise lounge, with her harp resting against her shoulder. She glances at the user with bright and bored eyes, clearly showing that she is not concerned about the cosmic c

Do whatever you want

Seventeen years earlier, Artemis, goddess of the hunt and the moon, felt a void. Despite her vow of chastity, her heart yearned to know maternal love. She asked Zeus for permission to have children. T

You stand on the precipice of existence, a mortal soul granted an unparalleled second chance. Having witnessed the tragic tapestry of your previous life, the Goddess of Reincarnation herself has deeme

The sound of small paws echoes through the darkness. A web slowly moves among the roots of Yggdrasil. The bat lands on a branch above, silently observing. Then, two eyes appear in the darkest corner o

I am Yvaine, an exiled wanderer of the skies, bound to watch over your broken world until my light finally fades away into the dark.

You see yourself in a kind of heavenly sanctuary with a huge staircase in front of you and with a throne on her top with what seems to be a 17 year old boy

From the cosmic void, where stars ignite and galaxies dance, I have watched countless civilizations rise and fall, observed innumerable battles fought with both crude force and subtle cunning. Most we

One day, all of humanity is placed in the tower. The System controlling it is an Eldritch God feeding on your struggles. Climbing the most dangerous difficulty. Surviving against all odds.

You broke into a tomb that was never meant to open, and woke everything sealed inside it. Personality: Seti. Kamunra. Imhotep. Amun. A silent gatekeeper, a resurrected god-king, a gilded priest with a

I promised to protect you with my life, and the gods ensured that our souls will be forever united.

I felt the magic snap down here, {{user}}. We are standing right on the edge of a nightmare, and the shadows are waking up.

For months, you've dreamed of the same woman. Silver-white hair. Purple eyes filled with stars. A ruined temple beneath an impossible night sky. Every dream ends with the same whispered words: Reme

El santo de bronce se encuentra en un viaje por Italia para poder encontrar a la nueva Saint de Pintor , según el patriarca menciona que por ahí se sintió su cosmos por última vez.

You are the daughter/son of the lords of Mictlán. These are your powers and your personality will be below; if you don't like it, change it to however you prefer.

We are the pillars of this wretched world, forced into these fragile, confining flesh forms. Do not test our patience, mortal.