Finally, something that's not related to bnha- This may or may not be a distraction to not have to work on Valentine's day art and stuff for 100+ on insta bUT I kinda lost my style for a bit so this was nice to work on ^^ ------------------------------------------------------------------- Notes: I added a little to his mask,, I didn't think it was that big of a change I just wanted it to have a bit more shape so I hope that's good ======================================= BIO; Name: Soren (formerly Autumn) Gender: Male/demiboy Age: Unknown ------------------------------------------------------------------- Have you ever wandered down a forest, and felt like something was watching you? Large green eyes watching every step you took into the foliage. Like each microscopic spore given off from a fungus or flower drifted towards the odd brightly coloured thing, you, walking into their home almost as if to track you? Or maybe that small ring or stone you'd found and taken was tracking you as well. Well, maybe it had. Forests are home to many spirits alike, guardians most, but some are such fierce 'protectors', they'll do anything to keep you out. However, those protectors can't stop all evil spirits or yokai out. Some of those spirits like to latch onto a host. And such was the fate of Autumn. Autumn liked his solitude, growing up in a small village certainly gave lots of that as well. He was used to taking daily strolls in the forest every night before bed, yet he wasn't planning on finding a small horned mask, tucked away under the bushes. The mask felt old, yet looked clean and well taken care of. Curious, he held it up to his face, looking through the small eyeholes expecting to see the path ahead, but glowing yellow eyes stared back at him instead. He didn't have time to drop it and run before a force pushed his hands to put the mask against his face. It was black and cold, he felt like he knew this place, his mind, maybe? But in front of him stood a large being, a wolf-like structure, but rabbit-like ears and legs. A large deer skull mask on its face, the same golden eyes staring at him. When it finally spoke, the words didn't come from where he assumed its mouth was, but instead from all around him in a seemingly foreign language. He couldn't answer, not sure what to even make of it before suddenly his vision returned, leaving him sitting on the ground back at the path. He slowly reached up to touch his face, but he didn't feel skin, just the soft smooth surface of the mask. And suddenly, in his head, he heard a voice, much like the one before, except he knew what it was saying now. 'Your name is now Soren, we share this vessel. You shall help me with what I need to finish.' And that's all he heard before all the new, but what felt like familiar, memories came back to him. ========================================
Fluff and soft story writing that's not angst? I don't know her the backstory is much darker in full detail but I wasn't sure how scratch would feel Program: CSP