The Mother

Reluctant Monster

Ryan

Trans Female

As old as time (Literally)

163 lbs

5'8

Raven black

grown out shaved head, a bit shaggy

N/A

Black

God

Light

Midsized

Burn (?) marks covering most of the left side of her face

Touching the non-burnt side of her face, often resting her head on her hands.

Spite, mainly.
As well as trying to hunt down the ancestors of the first human, her "friend"

She cannot see past the anger of their betrayal, often leading her to be reckless and short-sited

Well, against humans, I suppose.

A absolute shit ton of trauma from the entire,,, being skinned alive by her only friend thing

Soft sea green

It used to be peaches, but now she really prefers spicy chips.

Swordstaff

Well, she got a job at a mall as a bookstore employee, so there's that

Beginning of time

Once upon a time, the world was an empty shell, the only thing on this hunk of rock was stardust. From that stardust rose three people. In the process of history, their names have been lost and they are only known by their titles. The Overseer of Life, The Overseer of Death, and The Mother.

The Overseer of Life took comfort in creation and watching while the Overseer of Death took comfort in releasing things from their suffering and sending them off to sleep. But the Mother, oh she took comfort in nothing. The Overseers had something to occupy the slow passage of time, but she had nothing. So, she set out to make something.

She tore off pieces of her own skin and muscle to make something that looked like her. And when she was done, she scooped up a handful from piles of stardust, pouring it over the lifeless form until it gained life. It was The First, the first of people who weren’t gods, the first of mortals.

The First was confused and scared, that is, until The Mother brought them into her arms and whispered words of assurance. She promised that The First wouldn’t be alone, because she created them to be a companion, to explore this new world with her.

She gifted them magic, she gifted them life, and in return, they betrayed her. They stood above her sleeping body, carving off her skin to gift themselves the ability to create someone like them.

The Overseers found The Mother, covered in blood and sobbing as she realized her friend had betrayed her. They soothed her and brought her back home, laying her down before they slipped off to talk.

The two moved in unison, pulling stardust and blood to create something that would infect The First and their new creations, something that would slowly drain the magic out of them, leaving them to kill each other.

Together, the Mother and the Overseers created more humans and humanoid creatures, they created everything in the stuff of legends, they created more gods, they created a family.