forum "One does not simply love a death god." "Really? But you make it so easy." (Reboot) (O/O) (MATURE)

Started October 28, 2020 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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Kuro inhaled quietly as he walked silently through the cold and empty halls of his home. The eerie blue light of the underworld cast shadows along the wall as he walked. His robe whispered along the floor, a glass of wine in his hand. His onyx eyes watched the flickering lights beneath him, a soft sigh leaving his lips. It was late, past midnight, but the underworld was as busy as usual. Despite the title "Death God" Kuro was more gentle than people expected. He was softer, comforting. But of course, rep as a god of death usually caused tensions, and the fact that he had once been a god of destruction and death, living up to that title only made him appear more and more terrifying. He wasn't aware of the faint tear that fell down his cheeks. It was lonely here. He had people running around his mansion, servants, people who owed him… but they feared him. He rarely ever saw them. Kuro had been withdrawn to the confines of his mansion or roaming the garden of reaped souls for centuries. Souls usually were harvested a few weeks after they die so that they are prepared for their end or their afterlife. Kuro sipped at his wine before sighing and finishing it off in a swing before making the glass disappear and continue his walk down the halls of the mansion. Most of his servants were either in their rooms or home, depending on what their debt was.

Cayenne was terrified, as he gently knocked on the door of the god's mansion. He had heard so many horror stories from his family and friends of how the god behaved and how he treated his servants, and well he was simply scared, and well and furious at himself and his family. Furious at himself for getting into this situation and agreeing to help them, and at his family for getting into this mess in the first place. And this is the perfect reason as to why you don't tamper with death, you let it happen when it's supposed to so that you're great-great-grandson Doesn't have to handle this mess. Cayenne thought with a wry smile, as he waited to be let into the home. It's so cold down here. He thought with a shudder as a gust of wind nearly knocked him over. So cold and lonely, perfect for the god of death I suppose. He glanced around warily, hoping that someone would come and let him into the manor, or if it was even possible, let him go back to his home. "Lucky Chryseis." He grumbled, "She's getting married so she didn't have to do this. Shame I couldn't come up with a decent excuse." Cayenne with a sigh, shaking is head, as he tried to just stay warm as the night continued to pass.

Kuro looks up when he heard the soft knock on his door. How odd for someone to be here so late… Or rather early in the morning… He sighed and slowly walked to the door. He inhaled quietly and brushes his hair from his face and straightened himself out. He cleared his throat and answered. "Yes…?" He paused and looked down, noticing the druid in front of him. "Sweet stars, what are you doing out here at this time of night! You'll freeze!" He brought the other into the house that was exponentially warmer than the outside. He wraps the other in a heavy cloak. He mumbled a few things in a few cursed languages. A small cat wove its way around the new comers legs, purring softly. "Goodness. You must be the dryad I was expecting in the morning-" he sighed softly and gazed at the other. "Well. Better early than late." He sighed and rubbed a hand over his face. "Well. Let's go get you warm. Is there anything you'd like to drink? Eat, maybe?" He asks quietly. The mansion was big, looming over the both of them.

Cayenne just stared at the god in shock as he began to speak to him. This is not what I expected, at all… He thought with a shiver, pulling the cloak around him a bit tighter. "Oh, erm, no." Then remembering he added on a quiet, "No thank you, Mr. Moreno. I was unaware that I had come so early, my father had told me that I was to be here around 10, but then I was a bit delayed with goodbyes, and well I thought I was terribly late." He looked down and say the cat rubbing itself against him, and he gently reached down to pet it, "Hello little friend, a warm smile appearing on his face as he began to calm down, Maybe this god isn't all that bad? In fact he seems a bit friendly.

He smiled a little, albeit awkward. He wasn't expecting anyone here until morning. He hums softly as he brews himself some tea, his eyes shutting for a brief moment. "Well. Your room is prepared, so of course you're more than welcome to get comfortable. But I'm guessing you would like to get warm first." He smiles. "Ah, please. Call me Kuro. Moreno is a bit erm…" He shrugged slowly before taking the kettle off the stove and pouring it into a cup. "Bit much for me." he chuckles and stirs in some honey. "Well. Time works differently here in the underworld, but you'll get a watch to help you keep track of both this world and the outside world." The cat mewed happily, purring and leaning into his hand. "It seems that Nyx has taken a liking to you. She's not usually this friendly." He smiled a little bit and took another sip of tea. "Ah. Since you're here. A few simple rules, being tardy does have consequences, the first few days are fine since you're new, please leave the snake alone, Monty doesn't like being touched, please do not touch the roses in the front, those are very special roses and never go into the garden." He explains calmly. "They're very simple rules. You're paying off a family debt, correct?" He asks slowly, taking another sip of his tea.

"Ah, of course," he said nodding to what the man began to lay down the ground rules. All were rather fair and he couldn't argue with them, but now he was a bit interested in the garden. What could be so wrong with a garden, and a garden that somehow survives down here ought to be special. Perhaps I can somehow sneak a glimpse of it one of these days. He was to stay for…his parents had never given him the exact date, always just saying that it would be only for a little bit. "Erm, yes, Mr. Kuro" That habit isn't going to go away, after all he is a god and currently my boss, so he deserves some form of respect, right? "Now I must ask, how long am I to stay here? I never was well, officially given the time." He said quietly as he began to gently scratch the cat behind her ears. "I do hate to bother you with that question though, but I was just curious."

He nods and smiles at the other. "As long as these rules are respected and understood, then there should be no worries about anything." He hummed quietly. The garden was his sacred space. No one, even fellow gods, were allowed into that place. Just him and him alone. He smiled gently at the other before humming quietly as he slowly whirled his fingers. A paper appeared in his hands and he sighed quietly. "Not too long. Only a few years…" He hummed and hands the other the paper. (You can determine how long the sentence should be.) He smiles again before sipping at the tea again. "You're more than welcome to visit your family on a few occasions." He never really liked having people pay off their debts, at least, not the people who committed the crime. He found it unfair. So usually when people were sent here because of their ancestors mistakes he usually knocked about 1/4 or 1/2 of their debt off, depending on how bad it was.

"Of course, that's completely fair." Maybe I won't go into the garden, maybe I can just, no, you're not going to do anything of that nature, you're here to serve this god, not make trouble for yourself. But he was brought back to reality when he heard his sentence, A few years, father told me it would only be a month or so. His hands began to tremble as he took the paper into his hands ad looked down until he found what he was looking for, Good gods…I'm to be here for ten years? I-I'll miss everything, the holidays, the center, and Chry's wedding. He wanted to cry so badly, but he knew that it would be unwise to do so, after all, he wasn't the only person to have to come down and work for this god, and perhaps other people had had much worse of sentences before him. But still, he just sad, oh so sad, as though all of his plans for the future were gone. After a few moments of moping and feeling sorry for himself, he brightened up a little bit, You know, there''s nothing that I can do to change this, ten years is ten years, and well as long as no one does anything foolish, I'll be alright. "Mr. Kuro?" He began as he folded the paper back and handed it to the god, "May I just go down to my room please, the trip was rather taxing, and well I am a bit tired."

No one except Kuro knew what was in that garden. And Kuro wanted to keep it that way. It was going to stay that way as long as possible. his eyes were gentle as he watched the other take the paper. "You won't age here." He mutters quietly. "Many call it a blessing, others call it a curse. I…" He sighed quietly and glances at the other, watching his face carefully. "I removed a few years since you are not the one responsible for the debt. You are allowed to leave, but only for specific reasons and you will have deadlines to return." He murmured softly. He took the paper back and it disappeared into thin air. "Yes?" He turns his gaze back to the other. His eyes soften and he nods. "Of course. Please follow me." He waves the other to follow him, guiding him through a maze of doors and hallways. He hands the other a key. "This will unlock any doors within the mansion." He smiles gently and hands it to him. "It will help you get through the mansion." He opens a door with the key and it reveals a rather nice room. A simple bed with blankets folded on top, as well as a few pillows. A dresser and a mirror on top. A door that led into a personal bathroom, candles, and a few other items of necessity. "I hope that it is adequate. You are allowed to make it your own overtime." He offers a gentle smile. "Please take the next few days to rest and get used to the mansion. Amity will be here in the morning to help you with your things." With that, he leaves the other to the bedroom.

"I-I, thank you." The boy said, still in shock, even if a few years had been removed, ten years was still a long time. But it could be much worse, so I ought to just be glad that the god had had some form of mercy on me. He thought trying to just be positive in the seemingly dreary. He followed the man studying the beautiful portraits and decor on the walls, "My goodness…" He breathed quietly, just in awe of the splendor of the palace. This place is gorgeous, perhaps staying here won't be too bad. "Oh, thank you." He said taking the key from the man and sliding it into his pocket. When they entered the room, Cayenne couldn't help but smile, it was just rather nice, much nicer than what he had at home, and well he felt that he would definitely enjoy it. He really didn't mind the simplicity of it, but he knew that eventually, he might add wallpaper to it, or something to perhaps make it a bit more similar to his room at home. "Thank you sir," he said as he walked the god go, then once the door was closed he lit a candle, trying to just regain a bit his strength. it was dark down here, and well, he needed all the light he could get. But now he was regretting not having asked the god about what he would be doing or other things about his stay, I'm sure I can ask Amity -whoever that is- about it tom-today.