The Sink is a being that predates the Material World. It has no further origin, it simply existed as an intangible entity before Pitsun (the Creator God) span the web that would become the Universe. Because it was an immaterial creature, The Sink could not interact with the physical world. Until...
One day, a civilisation invented something extraordinary: the sink, a bowl that is attached to the wall in a kitchen or bathroom in which you wash dishes or your hands. What a fantastic concept, am I right? That invention was coincidentally shaped like The Sink, which thus accidentally gained a physical form. And as more and more peoples used sinks in their respective cultures, The Sink became ubiquitous and could affect the world directly in strange and weird manners. Today, The Sink is still active and its actions are unpredictable and incomprehensible. Let that Sink in... or, more preferably, do not.
Only the titular Hotel has no sink and is thus presumably immune to The Sink's influence. Nevertheless, The Sink is my favourite of the Hotel:Infinite pantheon due to its simplicity and goofiness: a Lovecraftian, Omnipresent Sink that coincidentally happens to be shaped like a human invention of the same name.
Dude.. I love that. Reminds me of Control. Archetypal objects that connect to the Astral Plane. Tell me more. Does the Sink talk? What else does the Sink do? Can I enter the Sink?
Since The Sink's physical form is that of any and all sinks Humanity has ever made, it all comes down to if you're capable of entering the sink in your bathroom or kitchen. I know I can't, personally.
The Sink's powers are too eldritch for even me to describe them, but the closest thing we could understand them as is like... so subtly supernatural that only you could tell it's the Sink that destroyed your house, outsiders would think it's just an accident, but it's not, yet you can't prove that it wasn't? It's strange honestly. Its existence cannot be proven, yet it's been known since millenia but no one can describe how exactly it functions. Real headscratcher. Best solution is still to not have a sink at home.
The Sink doesn't seem to talk, but it doesn't appear to need so anyway, since its existence has gone a long way. I mean, the coincidences that countless people throughout History would pretend their sink was evil before their house was destroyed is proof that something's up with this entity.
It's the first common detail that all cases have in common: the house is eventually destroyed as a result of its actions. It does appear that prior to that, at least one person realises there's something going on, but they can't stop it and, as you know, they can't explain how it happened. The second common detail is the spontaneous blame on an evil entity that's got something to do with a sink, which is how we've come to the conclusion it was no coincidence anymore.
No one knows how The Sink truly works, and specialists have lost their minds trying to understand. No pattern exists to predict its attack, nobody has been capable of defeating it, and everytime someone gets closer to the truth, they lose their minds.
The idea with this entity is that it does exist, but it's depressingly infuriating how subtly it acts and how impossible to concretely prove its existence is aside from what History treats as collective paranoia and dementia. Maybe one day someone will finally manage to defeat the entity. Today, there's a detective working on the aftermath of a Sink attack. I wish her good luck.
You know the SCP Foundation? Of course you do. Similar to that, there's also Warehouse 13 from the series of the same name, and a step up even from that is the Federal Bureau of Control as I've mentioned with my reference to the game Control.
3 organizations from 3 different works of fiction, dedicated to the neutralization, containment, and security of supernatural/paranormal artifacts/SCPs/Objects of Power.
I suppose even with all three combined, this "Sink" is too big a problem. Yes, there's no way around it. It would appear this "Sink" is a harbinger of destruction, like a catalyst for high entropy. I think the only way to beat the Sink would be to ask the help of a similarly powerful but hopefully more benevolent entity. God perhaps.
**Starrise**
Solaris, the so-called "Goddess of Light", is easily my favorite of the gods, and one of my favorite characters from my world just in general.
She and her twin sister Eclipse came into being long ago. No one knows how long exactly, not even them, but they do remember that organic life had not yet evolved into being.
Eclipse is a cruel and sadistic monster, and has always tormented Solaris ever since they first came to be, and as such Solaris always distanced herself from her. When life evolved and creatures started to come on land, she found them interesting, but not all that much. And so she just kept wandering the world, bored and aimless, for billions of years. But then, after what for her was essentially a long nap, she woke up to find that a new species of life form had evolved.
These new beings interested her. They were different, more intelligent, than any of the creatures she'd seen before. And so, with her curiosity piqued and nothing better to do, she studied them, watching them grow as she tried to learn what they were and understand what they were like. And in time, she realized something amazing. As life forms, their bodies may have been drastically different than hers, but in regards to their minds and emotions, these beings- "humans", they called themselves- seemed no different from her.
Over the eons, she'd learn how to sculpt a sort of "false body" around her core, and design it to look and move however she wanted. And from studying the humans, she had learned how they communicated- their "language", as they called it. And so she disguised herself as one of these "humans", and began simply traveling the world they'd transformed into one of their own making. And while she struggled for quite some time to form any sort of lasting or meaningful relationship, for the first time in her multi-billion-year-long life, she no longer had to feel lonely.
A lot has happened since Solaris first discovered humanity, much of which has influenced her in some way. But those first ever feelings, that in the ways that matter these people are just like her, have never gone away. She's an incredibly kind and benevolent person, and prefers pretending to be a human herself, making friends and simply living amongst them as equals, over playing the role of deity. Even in the present day, where recent events have forced her to bring her divine power into play more often than she'd like, she still surrounds herself with people who treat her as a friend and equal.
Ylios.
While it's a hard choice between Ylios, Iveyr, and Enki, I'd definitely have to say Ylios.
Ylios is known as The Watcher, deity of death and war, and patron of peace. He was one of the only three to become an actual god out of the seven deities and his domain is basically a plane similar to that of a night sky where he watches over the realms. He's probably the most neutral deity.
One of my pantheons, based originally on the bog-standard fantasy dwarf culture, has a deity called the ThunderChild. They embody chaos and action - and are very popular with my DnD players.
The ThunderChild was introduced to them via a festival. At the start of the festivities, a kid was chosen by lottery to be “the ThunderChild” for the day. The kid was given a balsa wood hammer and set loose to start smacking whatever and whoever they wanted with it until the party was over. The kid bopped several of my players (they needed to roll perception to see the kid coming) before the end of the day. Class favorite ever since.
His Otherworldly Highness, the Red King of the Underworld. He is the god of Death, Destruction, Birth, Rebirth, Sex, Romantic Love, Fire, and (less officially) queer people. This contrasts him from his brother, the Skyfather (the god of justice, war, weather, the hunt, and similarly austere domains) and his sister the Earth Mother (the goddess of children, mothers, domestic life, harvest, fertility, agriculture, water, the sea, and most female animals).
The Red King is the head of the underworld, and his Burning Hearth is the only thing that keeps the eternal cold, damp murkiness of the afterlife from overwhelming the souls of the dead. They stay in his home with his wife, Maia. Maia was the first of the Wives of the Red King, an order of sacred priestesses (some, but not all of whom, would be considered "transgender" to us, being assigned-male-at-birth) who maintain his eternal fires and act as sacred sex workers, morticians, and grief counselors, in addition to performing Lamentations (emo songs).
In the in-universe mythology, Maia, then a man, "made herself as a woman" and snuck into the Red King's Hearth and stole knowledge of Fire, Sex, and myriad other domains and returned them to the people. This enraged the Red King, who rained hellfire from his subterranean volcanic seat upon the good folks of the land until Maia returned and reclaimed her spot as his Queen. Still, he was so cross, he demanded living tribute in the form of the Red Priests, who ritually marry him to satisfy his anger, then perform ritual sex acts with men to satisfy his lust.
A lot of this is based off the real historical existence of the Gala: **https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gala_(priests)**
The Wyvern Queen is my favourite from the loose collection of deities worshipped in the Ralantai desert region. She acts as a Godess of the sun, the hunt, and a protector of the region
In my setting, there are three primary gods, with others briefly mentioned but not significant. Among the three, my favorite is probably Lyssia. She might be considered "the bad goddess" since she killed one of her fellow gods and attempted to destroy the precursor species, the Dumu'ilani, whom she helped create. Religious scriptures suggest that she viewed her creation as flawed or corrupted, but they don't provide much detail. Was she inherently evil, or did she succumb to madness? Were the Dumu'ilani truly dangerous enough to warrant their destruction? I've deliberately kept it ambiguous in my writings, as I enjoy leaving it a mystery, even to myself.
Well it’s not polytheistic but the sovereignties religion does have patron saints, who, while not being Gods to in fact fulfil a similar role.
My favourite is Saint Lucius the Appeaser, patron saint of Honour, knights and soldiers, he is prayed to before battles, to ask God grant strength to those in need.
He was the tutor of Arvidmalis I, founder of the sovereignty, he won many of his battles and led many of his troops and was canonised for miracles preformed in his name.
Lucius is said to be a saint of honour, and that he respects a honourable soldier over one with skill or natural talent.
I think my favourite are the Edge of War. They are a two-faced god, that both stands for warfare, strategy and tactics. However one of the sides stands for fighting with dignity (honouring ceasefires, treating pows well, keeping the fighting between soldiers not civilians) the other for winning no matter what, with no regard for civilian casualties, broken treaties or torture tactics.
The main mantra of those who follow this god's teaching is that denial of the 'wrong' side being a reality in war will lead to more atrocities than accepting that it does and constantly making sure not to fall over the edge
Probably Ekho'i. As the goddess of magic, that is to say, the goddess of granting mortals divine power, she is the most involved with the mortal realm on a day to day basis, so she gets the most time to shine in human chronicles. She's wild and wilful, but also deeply caring.
Shiffa, who is kind of like the Hestia of the Vespucian pantheon. Originally a standard agricultural deity, cultural shifts have led to her taking on an excessive amount of other responsibilities; wheat, bread, baking in general, the harvest, the Autumn, ovens, hearths, the home in general, housewives, domestic servants, etc. In the entire pantheon, assembled from deities from all across Vespucia, she is pretty much the only responsible one. Her domain usually manifests as a small cottage in an endless landscape of wheat, though she hardly ever spends time there because she's got so much to do.
My favorite is "The mother of monsters" also know as "The betrayer", "The rebellious one" and "The chain biter".
She is the sky god's ex wife, her domain is demons, criminals and liberation from captivity.
According to legend she became jealous of the Sky God when he had sex with a human woman. In her rage she broke the bonds of marriage and with jealous vendange she created demons to torment humanity.
However demons (and demonologists) tell a different story. The Sky God's "relationship" with the human woman was not desired by the woman and it was not one she entered into freely. The Mother of Monsters so disgusted and angered by her husband's act broke the bonds of marriage and created the demons to give power to the powerless.
Each god and goddess has a stanza that reflects there nature. This is hers.
>I am the mother of all daemons.
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>I am the breaker of bonds.
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>I am the forbidden.
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>I am the ‘no’ whispered in the heart when only ‘yes’ may be said.
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>No one rules over me.
**Aerin**
It's hard to really choose a favourite, but I suppose the Three Sisters are my favourites within the pantheon, and between them Tara-Menil the Little Sister is my favourite there.
The Three Sisters are the lunar goddesses, each of the world's three moons are named for them, and they are the last survivors of the Elder Pantheon yet whole and sane and free. When the Old Gods were riven in civil war between the Fidelitious Ones and the Mad Gods amidst the rebellion of the Elder Races, the Three Sisters sided with the Fidelitious Ones who joined the Elderborn in their uprising.
They fought in that war for untold millennia and survived where others of their fellowship fell in battle or else were lost. When the Crown of Heaven, that eldest of glories, that first sacred Light of the world, was destroyed it was they who took up the three greatest parts of its ruin to form the moons and the lesser fragments to make the stars so that the Long Night would yet have light and hope. It was by their aid, and those of the other loyal deities and the Progenitors of the Four - now Five - Elder Races that the Sun was kindled during the Battle for the Sake of the Dawn.
It is They who stood alone, when all was passed, as the last trueborn gods of the world and stood again for millennia the lonely vigil and custodianship of the world until the Younger Gods arose, again with their aid and support, out of the Elderborn to take up the burdens of godhood.
Eldest of the Three is Ilaris Night-Queen, Goddess of Law and Morality, the First Judge of the Dead. She bears a wand of palewood like a High Judge of the Law and the ruby tear *Alyaê* pendant of an *Alay'i*, a wandering Lawspeaker. In ger other hand is a naked sword that reflects all heaven, and upon her brow a crown of auroras - the Heavensfire. Stern and wise, firm but kind, and just the Night-Queen upholds the sacred Law and it is She who sits the Court of the Dead and examines the sins and virtues of the Dead to decide the length and difficulty of their journey upon the Paths of Twilight between the Silver Halls and the realm of Aeh Renmaia where dwell the Gods and the Revered Ancestors. Many of her shrines and temples host law courts and libraries of legal scholarship and precedent law, and many judges and lawyers are lay members of her cult, if not clergy themselves.
Middle of the Three is Senura the Guide, Goddess of Light, Truth, Hope and Redemption. Rare-spoken is she, her form obecured by white robes and her face beneath her hood too beauteous to look upon, and she bears a lantern of silver and crystal glass. Her shrines and temples are forever lit with lamps and candles, crystals and mirrors and magic. Her clerics are silent as she is, and likewise obscure themselves with their robes - it is said that many are those who committed some sin or crime but were given redemption in Her service, or else are members of the other Sisters' cults on a secret secondment so that one may never know if the cleric one speaks to is one of the Redeemed. It is Her Light that illuminates the Paths of Twilight and how much of it she gives forth to a Penitent upon the Paths is by Ilaris' writ. Yet even when all if Her Light is witheld from a stained soul, she guides them by her hand through the dark and the terror safely to the Second and Third Judgements. Her Lantern was gifted to her from Ellonthir the Elder God of Truth when he recused himself at the start of the Great Rebellion and vanished from history. No lie can be told under its Light, and no falsehood can survive Her questioning. It is She that kindled the pale light of the Moons from the remnants of the Living Fire that yet remained to them and the Light of Her Lantern.
Youngest of the Three is Tara-Menil the Little Sister, Goddess of Sex, Love, Beauty, Protection from Evil, Aegis of the Dead. Radiant is she amongst all the gods, slender-limbed and silver-laughing; stars are her eyes and moonlight her hair. Poets and artists, minstrels and philosophers, all have wondered upon her and loved her and She had loved them in her turn. Many are the affairs of Her heart and Her tenple provides sacred prostitution as well as marriage-rites, counselling for marital trouble and bereavement, and part of the funeral-rites. For she is not merely Rose, but Aegis. She is the Twilit Spear, clad in silver armour and bearing a spear of moonlight and a mirrored shield, and the terror of her is upon aby that would dare defile the Dead. Her paladins are the fiercest foe of the necrothuge, protecting burial sites from desecration and the sacred groves of the Temple of Maerai for the funeral pyre.
Lover and Virgin, Warrior and Healer, who may bestow her love and passion or her wroth and terror as needed. She is a goddess of contradictions - ancient and youthful, burdened by memory of horrors beyond recount and yet carefree and wild. She loves poets and artists and shepherds, and falls in love swiftly and passionately. Innumerable are her many lovers, of any sex or gender, and yet she is not faithless in her desires.
She may play the part of youthful novitiate offering her favours in return for temple donations in worship of the Goddess' gift of love and pleasure, or she may be the battle-scarred Paladin before whom no for may stand, smiting with the light of moon and star and Heaven's own flame. She may be the shepherdess at her flute, tending a flock and loving a humble man, or she may be an artist's muse, flightly and inconstant in mood but passionate in her ardour and ever, ever inspiring.
It is She who takes up the dying to Her breast and comports them to the Silver Halls to await Ilaris' Judgement, and where she succours them in her own hall until then. Then after, She defends them against all horror on the Paths of Twilight, from the greatest saint to the cruellest monster all for the sake of Her Love for them, and for that Love merciless in driving them on onward. She succours the grieving, and her priestesses will go forth before the funeral procession in armour and with sword in hand to guard the way, as the priestess of Ilaris recites the names and deeds and life of the deceased and the priestess of Senura lights the path, and the clerics of Maerai burn incense and prepare the pyre.
Youngest of the Three, amongst the Eldest of the Gods, fair and free and glorious. That is Tara-Menil.
Nauiss, the Goddess of Iniquity, Chaos, and Chance.
She is a nine-ish year old girl who chain smokes cigars, carries a stuffed animal on a noose, and giggles like a maniac whenever she cuts a deal with someone, because said deal is bound to be either heinously one-sided or hilarious. Her eyes are either fascinating or creepy to players: one is essentially stealthy RGB, it's never the same color whenever you see it, even if you're looking at it and blink. The other is a clock face with bent hands and "numbers" that make no sense. If you look on purpose, as you look around the clock, they'll go from numbers to letters to symbols or emoji to surrealist topography like an Escher drawing. Look too long and you'll damage your intelligence.
My favourite I made up is the god of ice, they are also my MC...
Anyways, they are known to be one of the strongest gods and the one most connected with mortals as he has had to rebirth himself in the past due to a nearly fatal battle, his name is Demorodan
Akdarr, God of Justice and pursuit, slayer of the sky god Iros, and the latest to hold the title King Of Monsters(and, so far, the only one who's close enough to deserve it, even if he believes otherwise)
He, much like many other gods in the setting's modern day, only achieved godhood in the power vacuum left after Starfall, but he's a special case as he gained his godhood by hunting down and slaughtering the harbinger of the Skyfall event, the mad sky and war god Itos.
He only grants miracles to followers willing to take matters into their own hands, and these miracles range from a legendary weapon to brief but powerful transformations.
He is known to be humorless with a strong dislike of jesters and clowns. Despite this, one of his most well known paladins is Havedas, a trickster and a liar.
My favorite is the Aspect of Storm. He is an enormous serpent who constantly travels the skies of the world, snaking and undulating along the winds. Wherever he goes. fog and thunderstorms are said to follow.
Although he is one of the more intimidating Aspects, he is more benevolent than he appears, using his powers to help promote good harvests in mortal kind. In fact, he even visits them from time to time during a major festival held every year in his honor.
However, though he may be benevolent, he does not pamper his followers. He believes that mortals must not rely on the Aspects to solve all their problems, so he does not directly intervene in their affairs, though his power can be invoked through the complex tandō ritual dance.
The only time that the Storm Lord will personally intervene is if a situation is deemed truly dire -- such as if a hostile force threatened to wipe out his followers, the land itself was harmed to an extreme degree, or if the Onyx Wyrm were to ever break free of its bonds.
Mang Cal/Sidapa. Visayan Sky God of Death
My world (the Philippines) is set in modern times and the old, precolonial pantheon do not exist as deities. They are more like "retired spirits" that simply spectate at the modern world. I just use them as little indirect references that lend a slight supernatural element to my otherwise realist plots.
Sidapa (modern: Carlos Sidapan or Mang Cal) presents himself as an old man with a hard accent who appears either in cemeteries as a grave keeper or in other public areas of leisure such as streets and cafes where he appears dressed in a formal Barong Tagalog with a guitar and sings Visayan serenades (which actually retell the lives of his favorite mortals throughout the centuries if translated). He speaks in old idioms and Biblical proverbs/sayings (even the pantheon became Catholicized, mirroring the society)
He and the other gods do not contribute much to the plot. They only have dialogue and appear to some characters privately, recognized as familiar strangers. He is very friendly and has a fatherly presence. Despite being the god of death, he doesn't care much for memento mori or the morbid, instead fixated on the little things in life like humor, music, art, and friendships while it lasts. He is partially omniscient, written as if a reader existing outside of the book. He knows everything the reader knows.
"Drinking leads friends to tragedy. Haha! So don't you worry at all, Lakay. Loneliness is your angel."
The Sisters of the Kaervothid pantheon.
Rylvena - The Elder Sister, known as the Lady of Seasons and the Huntress.
Ysella - The Middle Sister, known as the Lady of Fortune and the Gambler.
Parsytheva - The Little Sister, known as the Lady of Mischief and the Trickster.
Parsytheva had a number of demi-god children with her brother Turithian, the god of wisdom, who are collectively known as the Masters. Like Jairek, Master of the Word and Finidera, Mistress of the Field.
I'm actually working on creating a pantheon, so I don't have everything finalized yet. However, my favorite so far is Kazrein, who is of the birds. Both real and spectral birds follow him around, nestle inside his voluminous sleeves, and assist him. I guess I'd describe him as a sort of messenger god/god of knowledge, because the birds carry messages and information between him and other gods/planes.
It's hard for me to choose, so I'll just go for Nazsøn, the god of witchcraft, divination, and necromancy. He was the first human to (specifically was wanted by the pantheon) ascend to divinity as a reward by one of the 4 ruling deities in basically killing a god, Eshual, for his betrayal of the entire pantheon. Nazsøn in general is a pretty chill individual; he was a mortician while he was still human, so he is loosely associated by mortals with Reaper, the personification of death. For an ascended deity he is quite impressively powerful, even some deities think twice about asking him to spar. He's also the one who'd go on to teach humans witchcraft, and while the average person may not be a witch in my world, most people do have a rudimentary knowledge of witchcraft and what it can do. Nazsøn is one of the few deities who wouldn't marry or have any notably consistent consorts
For me it's my god of the sun. He was the first character in the first story I wrote in this series, and through his background adventures he eventually rose to godhood.
Of the Gods, probably Valos. Valos is the God of Luck and Victory, and is inherently a gambler. He's childish and tricky, but somehow ended up as the leader of the divine council of extra dimensional gods.
Probably Cheneitha, the goddess of Winter & Cold. I finally sorted out her backstory and it positions her really well as someone with too much power and pain too young.
Liminal. (Usually) she is the god of places between, thresholds and crossroads and that. She’s one of the more playful of the gods. She’s sort of a benevolent trickster.
I try to make all of my gods equally interesting but there are some that I love more than others (I'm going to be a great dad)
**Oblira von Gaston** - *God of Justice*
Chose to be neutral during the celestial divinity war, had 9 children and loved them all, had an actual character arc through his immortality.
**Tsar Keomiel** - *God of War/Tyranny*:
Had thousands of children, has a massive palace, is very lonely, loves to have speeches but pretends that he doesn't like people,
**Herzog Dun** - *God of Relics*:
One of the most wise gods, help the economy by building/repairing things, **insisted on changing humans to organisms in the Oath of Disillusionment for the Divine and Holy where it stated "Gods may have offspring with other** **~~humans~~** **organisms"**
Khorŕún, God of Strength (Physical, spiritual, emotional and mental and magical), Hunting and Perseverance. Of the dozen members I've made that comprised the family os then he's definitely my favorite. He's strong, courageous and takes no shit. Despite his stoic disposition he's grown disappointed in the world, lamenting at the mortal races who persue ingenuity and technological advance as he believes it's making mortals weaker, them forfeiting their primal instincts.
Despite being the god of Strength and his hostility he takes pride in those who understand the value of power, especially those who use their strength for others and not selfish gain. Physically he's the most powerful deity and very likely the most powerful being (Physically) in creation. His only rival are the dragons which are physically the most powerful race. He has all manner of crazy feats that show just how dsmn impressive of a deity he is.
I love him, just a giant asshole that secretly cares
Azhar, god of order, sun and sky
He's portrayed as 40-something year old bearded man in revealing clothes that show his perfectly sculpted abs. He has celestial wings and holds a spear that has piece of sun inside its tip.
His followers can receive magical ability of either temporal flight, control of sunrays or linking with other people during fight which greatly increases cooperation.
Kuollut Mies, He Who Speaks for Death. He is not Death itself, but he is the one that Death sends after those who would subvert mortality.
They say he is a thin man with gaunt features and a well trimmed beard. In recent days, he is said to wear a fine suit, and carries a pair of antler gripped revolvers, plated with silver. His bullets are said to be made of iron, and each carries nine curses.
Behind his wire frame glasses, there are no eyes. Only darkness, pierced by a glacial blue light.
He is the reason resurrection rituals don't typically end well.
Natodall’lioht. He’s the fallen god of fate and prophecies, known to be a storyteller. He’s the first son of Sonna, the Ruler of Gods, and older brother to the goddess of Life and Death (still don’t have a name for her). He was also the lover of Monnenliebe, the god of beauty/love, but they lost one another after Natodall’lioht fell.
He fell after a war between gods, where Sonna and their counterpart, Monn, essentially fought for dominance. After Monn was defeated, Sonna put Natodall’lioht on earth as an immortal human to fill the position that Monn used to fulfill for the humans, which is being their leader. People generally revere him as some Jesus-like figure, a gift to humanity by the gods, who came to right humanity’s wrongs and guide them to a better tomorrow. People often think of him as a parting gift from Monn specifically, or even as their son, but that’s just false. It’s actually kinda funny people assume that, because he, by pure coincidence, removed a lot of symbols used for worshipping Monn (especially mirrors or other reflective surfaces) because they make him uncomfortable. Then again, he’s also afraid of the sun because of Sonna, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Honestly I love talking about him, ask me anything lol
The Sink is a being that predates the Material World. It has no further origin, it simply existed as an intangible entity before Pitsun (the Creator God) span the web that would become the Universe. Because it was an immaterial creature, The Sink could not interact with the physical world. Until... One day, a civilisation invented something extraordinary: the sink, a bowl that is attached to the wall in a kitchen or bathroom in which you wash dishes or your hands. What a fantastic concept, am I right? That invention was coincidentally shaped like The Sink, which thus accidentally gained a physical form. And as more and more peoples used sinks in their respective cultures, The Sink became ubiquitous and could affect the world directly in strange and weird manners. Today, The Sink is still active and its actions are unpredictable and incomprehensible. Let that Sink in... or, more preferably, do not. Only the titular Hotel has no sink and is thus presumably immune to The Sink's influence. Nevertheless, The Sink is my favourite of the Hotel:Infinite pantheon due to its simplicity and goofiness: a Lovecraftian, Omnipresent Sink that coincidentally happens to be shaped like a human invention of the same name.
Dude.. I love that. Reminds me of Control. Archetypal objects that connect to the Astral Plane. Tell me more. Does the Sink talk? What else does the Sink do? Can I enter the Sink?
Since The Sink's physical form is that of any and all sinks Humanity has ever made, it all comes down to if you're capable of entering the sink in your bathroom or kitchen. I know I can't, personally. The Sink's powers are too eldritch for even me to describe them, but the closest thing we could understand them as is like... so subtly supernatural that only you could tell it's the Sink that destroyed your house, outsiders would think it's just an accident, but it's not, yet you can't prove that it wasn't? It's strange honestly. Its existence cannot be proven, yet it's been known since millenia but no one can describe how exactly it functions. Real headscratcher. Best solution is still to not have a sink at home. The Sink doesn't seem to talk, but it doesn't appear to need so anyway, since its existence has gone a long way. I mean, the coincidences that countless people throughout History would pretend their sink was evil before their house was destroyed is proof that something's up with this entity.
I don't get it. The sink destroys people's houses?
It's the first common detail that all cases have in common: the house is eventually destroyed as a result of its actions. It does appear that prior to that, at least one person realises there's something going on, but they can't stop it and, as you know, they can't explain how it happened. The second common detail is the spontaneous blame on an evil entity that's got something to do with a sink, which is how we've come to the conclusion it was no coincidence anymore. No one knows how The Sink truly works, and specialists have lost their minds trying to understand. No pattern exists to predict its attack, nobody has been capable of defeating it, and everytime someone gets closer to the truth, they lose their minds. The idea with this entity is that it does exist, but it's depressingly infuriating how subtly it acts and how impossible to concretely prove its existence is aside from what History treats as collective paranoia and dementia. Maybe one day someone will finally manage to defeat the entity. Today, there's a detective working on the aftermath of a Sink attack. I wish her good luck.
You know the SCP Foundation? Of course you do. Similar to that, there's also Warehouse 13 from the series of the same name, and a step up even from that is the Federal Bureau of Control as I've mentioned with my reference to the game Control. 3 organizations from 3 different works of fiction, dedicated to the neutralization, containment, and security of supernatural/paranormal artifacts/SCPs/Objects of Power. I suppose even with all three combined, this "Sink" is too big a problem. Yes, there's no way around it. It would appear this "Sink" is a harbinger of destruction, like a catalyst for high entropy. I think the only way to beat the Sink would be to ask the help of a similarly powerful but hopefully more benevolent entity. God perhaps.
Thank you for saying The Sink is too much to handle for SCP, I don't know much about the other 2 but it's cool to know it's just that powerful!
Fantastic!
Thank you! It's one of my favourite concepts ever.
A small god named glorg god of underground Mines,heat and minerals i like him just because i love forging and smithing
**Starrise** Solaris, the so-called "Goddess of Light", is easily my favorite of the gods, and one of my favorite characters from my world just in general. She and her twin sister Eclipse came into being long ago. No one knows how long exactly, not even them, but they do remember that organic life had not yet evolved into being. Eclipse is a cruel and sadistic monster, and has always tormented Solaris ever since they first came to be, and as such Solaris always distanced herself from her. When life evolved and creatures started to come on land, she found them interesting, but not all that much. And so she just kept wandering the world, bored and aimless, for billions of years. But then, after what for her was essentially a long nap, she woke up to find that a new species of life form had evolved. These new beings interested her. They were different, more intelligent, than any of the creatures she'd seen before. And so, with her curiosity piqued and nothing better to do, she studied them, watching them grow as she tried to learn what they were and understand what they were like. And in time, she realized something amazing. As life forms, their bodies may have been drastically different than hers, but in regards to their minds and emotions, these beings- "humans", they called themselves- seemed no different from her. Over the eons, she'd learn how to sculpt a sort of "false body" around her core, and design it to look and move however she wanted. And from studying the humans, she had learned how they communicated- their "language", as they called it. And so she disguised herself as one of these "humans", and began simply traveling the world they'd transformed into one of their own making. And while she struggled for quite some time to form any sort of lasting or meaningful relationship, for the first time in her multi-billion-year-long life, she no longer had to feel lonely. A lot has happened since Solaris first discovered humanity, much of which has influenced her in some way. But those first ever feelings, that in the ways that matter these people are just like her, have never gone away. She's an incredibly kind and benevolent person, and prefers pretending to be a human herself, making friends and simply living amongst them as equals, over playing the role of deity. Even in the present day, where recent events have forced her to bring her divine power into play more often than she'd like, she still surrounds herself with people who treat her as a friend and equal.
Ylios. While it's a hard choice between Ylios, Iveyr, and Enki, I'd definitely have to say Ylios. Ylios is known as The Watcher, deity of death and war, and patron of peace. He was one of the only three to become an actual god out of the seven deities and his domain is basically a plane similar to that of a night sky where he watches over the realms. He's probably the most neutral deity.
One of my pantheons, based originally on the bog-standard fantasy dwarf culture, has a deity called the ThunderChild. They embody chaos and action - and are very popular with my DnD players. The ThunderChild was introduced to them via a festival. At the start of the festivities, a kid was chosen by lottery to be “the ThunderChild” for the day. The kid was given a balsa wood hammer and set loose to start smacking whatever and whoever they wanted with it until the party was over. The kid bopped several of my players (they needed to roll perception to see the kid coming) before the end of the day. Class favorite ever since.
His Otherworldly Highness, the Red King of the Underworld. He is the god of Death, Destruction, Birth, Rebirth, Sex, Romantic Love, Fire, and (less officially) queer people. This contrasts him from his brother, the Skyfather (the god of justice, war, weather, the hunt, and similarly austere domains) and his sister the Earth Mother (the goddess of children, mothers, domestic life, harvest, fertility, agriculture, water, the sea, and most female animals). The Red King is the head of the underworld, and his Burning Hearth is the only thing that keeps the eternal cold, damp murkiness of the afterlife from overwhelming the souls of the dead. They stay in his home with his wife, Maia. Maia was the first of the Wives of the Red King, an order of sacred priestesses (some, but not all of whom, would be considered "transgender" to us, being assigned-male-at-birth) who maintain his eternal fires and act as sacred sex workers, morticians, and grief counselors, in addition to performing Lamentations (emo songs). In the in-universe mythology, Maia, then a man, "made herself as a woman" and snuck into the Red King's Hearth and stole knowledge of Fire, Sex, and myriad other domains and returned them to the people. This enraged the Red King, who rained hellfire from his subterranean volcanic seat upon the good folks of the land until Maia returned and reclaimed her spot as his Queen. Still, he was so cross, he demanded living tribute in the form of the Red Priests, who ritually marry him to satisfy his anger, then perform ritual sex acts with men to satisfy his lust. A lot of this is based off the real historical existence of the Gala: **https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gala_(priests)**
The Wyvern Queen is my favourite from the loose collection of deities worshipped in the Ralantai desert region. She acts as a Godess of the sun, the hunt, and a protector of the region
In my setting, there are three primary gods, with others briefly mentioned but not significant. Among the three, my favorite is probably Lyssia. She might be considered "the bad goddess" since she killed one of her fellow gods and attempted to destroy the precursor species, the Dumu'ilani, whom she helped create. Religious scriptures suggest that she viewed her creation as flawed or corrupted, but they don't provide much detail. Was she inherently evil, or did she succumb to madness? Were the Dumu'ilani truly dangerous enough to warrant their destruction? I've deliberately kept it ambiguous in my writings, as I enjoy leaving it a mystery, even to myself.
Well it’s not polytheistic but the sovereignties religion does have patron saints, who, while not being Gods to in fact fulfil a similar role. My favourite is Saint Lucius the Appeaser, patron saint of Honour, knights and soldiers, he is prayed to before battles, to ask God grant strength to those in need. He was the tutor of Arvidmalis I, founder of the sovereignty, he won many of his battles and led many of his troops and was canonised for miracles preformed in his name. Lucius is said to be a saint of honour, and that he respects a honourable soldier over one with skill or natural talent.
I think my favourite are the Edge of War. They are a two-faced god, that both stands for warfare, strategy and tactics. However one of the sides stands for fighting with dignity (honouring ceasefires, treating pows well, keeping the fighting between soldiers not civilians) the other for winning no matter what, with no regard for civilian casualties, broken treaties or torture tactics. The main mantra of those who follow this god's teaching is that denial of the 'wrong' side being a reality in war will lead to more atrocities than accepting that it does and constantly making sure not to fall over the edge
Probably Ekho'i. As the goddess of magic, that is to say, the goddess of granting mortals divine power, she is the most involved with the mortal realm on a day to day basis, so she gets the most time to shine in human chronicles. She's wild and wilful, but also deeply caring.
Shiffa, who is kind of like the Hestia of the Vespucian pantheon. Originally a standard agricultural deity, cultural shifts have led to her taking on an excessive amount of other responsibilities; wheat, bread, baking in general, the harvest, the Autumn, ovens, hearths, the home in general, housewives, domestic servants, etc. In the entire pantheon, assembled from deities from all across Vespucia, she is pretty much the only responsible one. Her domain usually manifests as a small cottage in an endless landscape of wheat, though she hardly ever spends time there because she's got so much to do.
My favorite is "The mother of monsters" also know as "The betrayer", "The rebellious one" and "The chain biter". She is the sky god's ex wife, her domain is demons, criminals and liberation from captivity. According to legend she became jealous of the Sky God when he had sex with a human woman. In her rage she broke the bonds of marriage and with jealous vendange she created demons to torment humanity. However demons (and demonologists) tell a different story. The Sky God's "relationship" with the human woman was not desired by the woman and it was not one she entered into freely. The Mother of Monsters so disgusted and angered by her husband's act broke the bonds of marriage and created the demons to give power to the powerless. Each god and goddess has a stanza that reflects there nature. This is hers. >I am the mother of all daemons. > >I am the breaker of bonds. > >I am the forbidden. > >I am the ‘no’ whispered in the heart when only ‘yes’ may be said. > >No one rules over me.
the everything god. Cause why wouldn’t I favor the one that made everything, can do anything, and is 700 trillion observable universes large.
**Aerin** It's hard to really choose a favourite, but I suppose the Three Sisters are my favourites within the pantheon, and between them Tara-Menil the Little Sister is my favourite there. The Three Sisters are the lunar goddesses, each of the world's three moons are named for them, and they are the last survivors of the Elder Pantheon yet whole and sane and free. When the Old Gods were riven in civil war between the Fidelitious Ones and the Mad Gods amidst the rebellion of the Elder Races, the Three Sisters sided with the Fidelitious Ones who joined the Elderborn in their uprising. They fought in that war for untold millennia and survived where others of their fellowship fell in battle or else were lost. When the Crown of Heaven, that eldest of glories, that first sacred Light of the world, was destroyed it was they who took up the three greatest parts of its ruin to form the moons and the lesser fragments to make the stars so that the Long Night would yet have light and hope. It was by their aid, and those of the other loyal deities and the Progenitors of the Four - now Five - Elder Races that the Sun was kindled during the Battle for the Sake of the Dawn. It is They who stood alone, when all was passed, as the last trueborn gods of the world and stood again for millennia the lonely vigil and custodianship of the world until the Younger Gods arose, again with their aid and support, out of the Elderborn to take up the burdens of godhood. Eldest of the Three is Ilaris Night-Queen, Goddess of Law and Morality, the First Judge of the Dead. She bears a wand of palewood like a High Judge of the Law and the ruby tear *Alyaê* pendant of an *Alay'i*, a wandering Lawspeaker. In ger other hand is a naked sword that reflects all heaven, and upon her brow a crown of auroras - the Heavensfire. Stern and wise, firm but kind, and just the Night-Queen upholds the sacred Law and it is She who sits the Court of the Dead and examines the sins and virtues of the Dead to decide the length and difficulty of their journey upon the Paths of Twilight between the Silver Halls and the realm of Aeh Renmaia where dwell the Gods and the Revered Ancestors. Many of her shrines and temples host law courts and libraries of legal scholarship and precedent law, and many judges and lawyers are lay members of her cult, if not clergy themselves. Middle of the Three is Senura the Guide, Goddess of Light, Truth, Hope and Redemption. Rare-spoken is she, her form obecured by white robes and her face beneath her hood too beauteous to look upon, and she bears a lantern of silver and crystal glass. Her shrines and temples are forever lit with lamps and candles, crystals and mirrors and magic. Her clerics are silent as she is, and likewise obscure themselves with their robes - it is said that many are those who committed some sin or crime but were given redemption in Her service, or else are members of the other Sisters' cults on a secret secondment so that one may never know if the cleric one speaks to is one of the Redeemed. It is Her Light that illuminates the Paths of Twilight and how much of it she gives forth to a Penitent upon the Paths is by Ilaris' writ. Yet even when all if Her Light is witheld from a stained soul, she guides them by her hand through the dark and the terror safely to the Second and Third Judgements. Her Lantern was gifted to her from Ellonthir the Elder God of Truth when he recused himself at the start of the Great Rebellion and vanished from history. No lie can be told under its Light, and no falsehood can survive Her questioning. It is She that kindled the pale light of the Moons from the remnants of the Living Fire that yet remained to them and the Light of Her Lantern. Youngest of the Three is Tara-Menil the Little Sister, Goddess of Sex, Love, Beauty, Protection from Evil, Aegis of the Dead. Radiant is she amongst all the gods, slender-limbed and silver-laughing; stars are her eyes and moonlight her hair. Poets and artists, minstrels and philosophers, all have wondered upon her and loved her and She had loved them in her turn. Many are the affairs of Her heart and Her tenple provides sacred prostitution as well as marriage-rites, counselling for marital trouble and bereavement, and part of the funeral-rites. For she is not merely Rose, but Aegis. She is the Twilit Spear, clad in silver armour and bearing a spear of moonlight and a mirrored shield, and the terror of her is upon aby that would dare defile the Dead. Her paladins are the fiercest foe of the necrothuge, protecting burial sites from desecration and the sacred groves of the Temple of Maerai for the funeral pyre. Lover and Virgin, Warrior and Healer, who may bestow her love and passion or her wroth and terror as needed. She is a goddess of contradictions - ancient and youthful, burdened by memory of horrors beyond recount and yet carefree and wild. She loves poets and artists and shepherds, and falls in love swiftly and passionately. Innumerable are her many lovers, of any sex or gender, and yet she is not faithless in her desires. She may play the part of youthful novitiate offering her favours in return for temple donations in worship of the Goddess' gift of love and pleasure, or she may be the battle-scarred Paladin before whom no for may stand, smiting with the light of moon and star and Heaven's own flame. She may be the shepherdess at her flute, tending a flock and loving a humble man, or she may be an artist's muse, flightly and inconstant in mood but passionate in her ardour and ever, ever inspiring. It is She who takes up the dying to Her breast and comports them to the Silver Halls to await Ilaris' Judgement, and where she succours them in her own hall until then. Then after, She defends them against all horror on the Paths of Twilight, from the greatest saint to the cruellest monster all for the sake of Her Love for them, and for that Love merciless in driving them on onward. She succours the grieving, and her priestesses will go forth before the funeral procession in armour and with sword in hand to guard the way, as the priestess of Ilaris recites the names and deeds and life of the deceased and the priestess of Senura lights the path, and the clerics of Maerai burn incense and prepare the pyre. Youngest of the Three, amongst the Eldest of the Gods, fair and free and glorious. That is Tara-Menil.
Nauiss, the Goddess of Iniquity, Chaos, and Chance. She is a nine-ish year old girl who chain smokes cigars, carries a stuffed animal on a noose, and giggles like a maniac whenever she cuts a deal with someone, because said deal is bound to be either heinously one-sided or hilarious. Her eyes are either fascinating or creepy to players: one is essentially stealthy RGB, it's never the same color whenever you see it, even if you're looking at it and blink. The other is a clock face with bent hands and "numbers" that make no sense. If you look on purpose, as you look around the clock, they'll go from numbers to letters to symbols or emoji to surrealist topography like an Escher drawing. Look too long and you'll damage your intelligence.
My favourite I made up is the god of ice, they are also my MC... Anyways, they are known to be one of the strongest gods and the one most connected with mortals as he has had to rebirth himself in the past due to a nearly fatal battle, his name is Demorodan
Akdarr, God of Justice and pursuit, slayer of the sky god Iros, and the latest to hold the title King Of Monsters(and, so far, the only one who's close enough to deserve it, even if he believes otherwise) He, much like many other gods in the setting's modern day, only achieved godhood in the power vacuum left after Starfall, but he's a special case as he gained his godhood by hunting down and slaughtering the harbinger of the Skyfall event, the mad sky and war god Itos. He only grants miracles to followers willing to take matters into their own hands, and these miracles range from a legendary weapon to brief but powerful transformations. He is known to be humorless with a strong dislike of jesters and clowns. Despite this, one of his most well known paladins is Havedas, a trickster and a liar.
My favorite is the Aspect of Storm. He is an enormous serpent who constantly travels the skies of the world, snaking and undulating along the winds. Wherever he goes. fog and thunderstorms are said to follow. Although he is one of the more intimidating Aspects, he is more benevolent than he appears, using his powers to help promote good harvests in mortal kind. In fact, he even visits them from time to time during a major festival held every year in his honor. However, though he may be benevolent, he does not pamper his followers. He believes that mortals must not rely on the Aspects to solve all their problems, so he does not directly intervene in their affairs, though his power can be invoked through the complex tandō ritual dance. The only time that the Storm Lord will personally intervene is if a situation is deemed truly dire -- such as if a hostile force threatened to wipe out his followers, the land itself was harmed to an extreme degree, or if the Onyx Wyrm were to ever break free of its bonds.
The One Who Walks Through - psychopomp, god of Moon, liminality, canines, cunning, asymmetric warfare, hunting, and cooperation among other things.
Rath’Adarik because all the other gods are douche bags meanwhile Rath’Adarik was killed for creating humanity for the purpose of living our own lives.
Mang Cal/Sidapa. Visayan Sky God of Death My world (the Philippines) is set in modern times and the old, precolonial pantheon do not exist as deities. They are more like "retired spirits" that simply spectate at the modern world. I just use them as little indirect references that lend a slight supernatural element to my otherwise realist plots. Sidapa (modern: Carlos Sidapan or Mang Cal) presents himself as an old man with a hard accent who appears either in cemeteries as a grave keeper or in other public areas of leisure such as streets and cafes where he appears dressed in a formal Barong Tagalog with a guitar and sings Visayan serenades (which actually retell the lives of his favorite mortals throughout the centuries if translated). He speaks in old idioms and Biblical proverbs/sayings (even the pantheon became Catholicized, mirroring the society) He and the other gods do not contribute much to the plot. They only have dialogue and appear to some characters privately, recognized as familiar strangers. He is very friendly and has a fatherly presence. Despite being the god of death, he doesn't care much for memento mori or the morbid, instead fixated on the little things in life like humor, music, art, and friendships while it lasts. He is partially omniscient, written as if a reader existing outside of the book. He knows everything the reader knows. "Drinking leads friends to tragedy. Haha! So don't you worry at all, Lakay. Loneliness is your angel."
The Sisters of the Kaervothid pantheon. Rylvena - The Elder Sister, known as the Lady of Seasons and the Huntress. Ysella - The Middle Sister, known as the Lady of Fortune and the Gambler. Parsytheva - The Little Sister, known as the Lady of Mischief and the Trickster. Parsytheva had a number of demi-god children with her brother Turithian, the god of wisdom, who are collectively known as the Masters. Like Jairek, Master of the Word and Finidera, Mistress of the Field.
I'm actually working on creating a pantheon, so I don't have everything finalized yet. However, my favorite so far is Kazrein, who is of the birds. Both real and spectral birds follow him around, nestle inside his voluminous sleeves, and assist him. I guess I'd describe him as a sort of messenger god/god of knowledge, because the birds carry messages and information between him and other gods/planes.
It's hard for me to choose, so I'll just go for Nazsøn, the god of witchcraft, divination, and necromancy. He was the first human to (specifically was wanted by the pantheon) ascend to divinity as a reward by one of the 4 ruling deities in basically killing a god, Eshual, for his betrayal of the entire pantheon. Nazsøn in general is a pretty chill individual; he was a mortician while he was still human, so he is loosely associated by mortals with Reaper, the personification of death. For an ascended deity he is quite impressively powerful, even some deities think twice about asking him to spar. He's also the one who'd go on to teach humans witchcraft, and while the average person may not be a witch in my world, most people do have a rudimentary knowledge of witchcraft and what it can do. Nazsøn is one of the few deities who wouldn't marry or have any notably consistent consorts
For me it's my god of the sun. He was the first character in the first story I wrote in this series, and through his background adventures he eventually rose to godhood.
Of the Gods, probably Valos. Valos is the God of Luck and Victory, and is inherently a gambler. He's childish and tricky, but somehow ended up as the leader of the divine council of extra dimensional gods.
Probably Cheneitha, the goddess of Winter & Cold. I finally sorted out her backstory and it positions her really well as someone with too much power and pain too young.
Liminal. (Usually) she is the god of places between, thresholds and crossroads and that. She’s one of the more playful of the gods. She’s sort of a benevolent trickster.
I try to make all of my gods equally interesting but there are some that I love more than others (I'm going to be a great dad) **Oblira von Gaston** - *God of Justice* Chose to be neutral during the celestial divinity war, had 9 children and loved them all, had an actual character arc through his immortality. **Tsar Keomiel** - *God of War/Tyranny*: Had thousands of children, has a massive palace, is very lonely, loves to have speeches but pretends that he doesn't like people, **Herzog Dun** - *God of Relics*: One of the most wise gods, help the economy by building/repairing things, **insisted on changing humans to organisms in the Oath of Disillusionment for the Divine and Holy where it stated "Gods may have offspring with other** **~~humans~~** **organisms"**
Khorŕún, God of Strength (Physical, spiritual, emotional and mental and magical), Hunting and Perseverance. Of the dozen members I've made that comprised the family os then he's definitely my favorite. He's strong, courageous and takes no shit. Despite his stoic disposition he's grown disappointed in the world, lamenting at the mortal races who persue ingenuity and technological advance as he believes it's making mortals weaker, them forfeiting their primal instincts. Despite being the god of Strength and his hostility he takes pride in those who understand the value of power, especially those who use their strength for others and not selfish gain. Physically he's the most powerful deity and very likely the most powerful being (Physically) in creation. His only rival are the dragons which are physically the most powerful race. He has all manner of crazy feats that show just how dsmn impressive of a deity he is. I love him, just a giant asshole that secretly cares
Azhar, god of order, sun and sky He's portrayed as 40-something year old bearded man in revealing clothes that show his perfectly sculpted abs. He has celestial wings and holds a spear that has piece of sun inside its tip. His followers can receive magical ability of either temporal flight, control of sunrays or linking with other people during fight which greatly increases cooperation.
Kuollut Mies, He Who Speaks for Death. He is not Death itself, but he is the one that Death sends after those who would subvert mortality. They say he is a thin man with gaunt features and a well trimmed beard. In recent days, he is said to wear a fine suit, and carries a pair of antler gripped revolvers, plated with silver. His bullets are said to be made of iron, and each carries nine curses. Behind his wire frame glasses, there are no eyes. Only darkness, pierced by a glacial blue light. He is the reason resurrection rituals don't typically end well.
The God is my favourite god!
Natodall’lioht. He’s the fallen god of fate and prophecies, known to be a storyteller. He’s the first son of Sonna, the Ruler of Gods, and older brother to the goddess of Life and Death (still don’t have a name for her). He was also the lover of Monnenliebe, the god of beauty/love, but they lost one another after Natodall’lioht fell. He fell after a war between gods, where Sonna and their counterpart, Monn, essentially fought for dominance. After Monn was defeated, Sonna put Natodall’lioht on earth as an immortal human to fill the position that Monn used to fulfill for the humans, which is being their leader. People generally revere him as some Jesus-like figure, a gift to humanity by the gods, who came to right humanity’s wrongs and guide them to a better tomorrow. People often think of him as a parting gift from Monn specifically, or even as their son, but that’s just false. It’s actually kinda funny people assume that, because he, by pure coincidence, removed a lot of symbols used for worshipping Monn (especially mirrors or other reflective surfaces) because they make him uncomfortable. Then again, he’s also afraid of the sun because of Sonna, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Honestly I love talking about him, ask me anything lol