who am i ?

name » Kim Jieun

nickname(s) » Ciaradh or Ciara by all those who knew her in her past life

birthday » 19/01
AGE » as old as time itsself, she has spent 24 years in this world.

BIRTHTOWN » Born among the stars. Awoken on a plain near Noctis.

face claim » Bae Joohyun

backup face claim » Park Boram

appearance » Jieun does not look like a typical citizen of Noctis: her hair is a bright orange-blonde and her eyes are greyishly dusted blue. Soft lips and a straight nose sit delecately in her slightly square face. She is also rather tall and quite muscular for a woman, which can be attributed to her battle training and anger outbursts. 

style » In an attempt to blend in more with society, Jieun often hides her hair and face in hoods. She owns two cloaks, one is a dark green and the other is the color of midnight. She actually prefers the green one, as it is friendlier and she feels more  normal and less mighty. Because she stays away from fights as much as she can, she carries no armor. The one thing you will not find Jieun without is a giant bag filled with books and tea. And these past few weeks she also carries an enchanted hammer of gold.

I lost immortality and got something worth dying for.

Somewhere between dark and light, there are demons and usually they fall.

what am i ?

pERSONA » The exiled deity
BACK-UP Persona » The angry outcast

PERSONALITY TRAITS » outspoken, good heart, honest, resourceful / haughty, provicative, enraged, secretive, mistrusting

personality »

You'd better be quiet. There's nothing more insufferable than a moron who thinks they're a living legend.

Jieun will not be silent, if something offends her. She is quick to point out flaws as well as encourage, but she never swears. Past of having been brought up a god, she speaks in a very dignified manner, which might prompt others to not take her seriously, as her insults often have a very antique ring to them. Minding her language has the added bonus, that she follows through with any threat she makes. She never says she will kill your family or your mother. But whatever she does say, she will do.

Listen. Whatever happens, you are not alone. I promise.

Jieun cares about people. That is the quickest thing you can say about her. She is a sworn pacifist, hates violence and has a compassionate soul. And mostly she will stick to the promise she gave herself to never be violent. If she breaks through her mistrust of people and makes a friend she will take a bullet for them, if she has to.

Get out of my sight before I break every bone in your body.

Well... That thing about being non-violent doesn't always work. After all... her fist in someone's face won't kill them. It won't even hurt for that long. And if somebody sais something against her or somebody she cares about then yes, they will find that she is still quite the fighter. But usually the victim of her anger is the furniture. The reason why she was still not able to move out of that crappy flat is because she breaks everything she owns so regularely and has to repurchase every single item. Hence why she is usually out of money and stuck above that loud, loud tavern. And while we're talking about the tavern: Jieun does drink. A lot. And when she is drunk, she becomes either cuddly or aggressive. Anything can set her off in a heartbeat and her morals are pushed to the very back of her brain by alcohol. But when she is intoxicated, she doesn't even need any provocation. She's plenty firey enough by herself. Hospital bills. Another reason why she hasn't moved out of the flat yet. She is always very sorry and does everything in her power to make up the pain to the people afterwords, though. Mostly she just hates herself and feels like tearing out her hair.

I am myself. If you can't deal with that, that is your problem.

Jieun was created a godess and she has not forgotten. She can be haughty and narcissistic, but most of all she is confident. She is how she is and nobody can change her. That doesn't mean that she never lets in criticism, she just thinks it over a lot before she accepts or rejects it.

You know they say that just because you're paranoid, doesn't mean they aren't after you, right?

She was horribly manipulated when she was young and it haunts her to this day. She is more than careful about whom she trusts and will take anything anyone says with a hundred grains of salt. This has the horrible side effect, that she insists on doing everything herself. That can be great trait to have at work, as long as you let in criticism, which she does. It relieves co-workers of doing another job. But it also means that some things are done sub-par, because someone else might have done them better, but Jieun just didn't trust them enough. It also becomes a problem when you get down to problems that aren't work-related. Because sometimes what people need, is a helping hand. And Jieun is very, very reluctant to accept one.

trivias »

• Jieun worships no gods. She treats them like people, which might well rub people the wrong way. Of all the gods, she is fondest of Noir. Mainly she thinks, that they are all too caught up in their own problems and their own little worlds, to notice the impact their actions can have. And Jieun is against the fact, that they carry their petty arguments out into the world and the mortals suffer for it.
• Jieun has very fixed views on honesty. She thinks it's okay to lie with little things, that don't make much difference. Like 'Have you practiced your instrument today?'. It doesn't really matter if you haven't, if you practice better the next day. But once things get big, you have to be honest. Political opinions, social criticism, wether you cheated on your partner... Be honest.
• Jieun could not live without music. It's relaxing, sweet and sometimes as angry as she can be. Sometimes she scares herself and it's good to hear that she is not alone. She is also constantly humming to herself or singing out loud.
• Tea. Tea is amazing in Jieun's eyes. In case you wanted to know that.
• Technically, Jieun loves fighting. She is just traumatized by death and war and pain and loss.
• Jieun writes stories in her free time. It just feels nice to be able to take all your feelings and turning them into somebody else's.

is this my home ?

BACKGROUND »

Gods do not always get along. In fact, proud and narcisstic as most of them are, they fight more amongst themselves than they do good for the people they are supposed to care for. Especially Noir is known to cause trouble, he is not the god of mischief for nothing. Somebody is constantly angry at him, yet there is one with whom he has only fought once. Lucie, godess of light and fire, never meddles in his affairs and in return he leaves her alone - night and the light do not mingle and do not interfere with each other. Even Noir respects this, but there is one thing that has to be understood. Immortality is ing boring. And there are all those humans below to mess with. So one day Noir goes down to earth -  to Foron to be exact - and starts slowly driving their king to insanity. Foron worships Minar, Lucie's brother and neither are happy with what is happening. Essentially being the good guys, they do care about their people. Lucie herself confronts Noir and in a moment of unadulterated rage, that could destroy so many, a girl appears. Nobody knows quite how or why she has come to be, but it is universally accepted, that she has been called into existance by the anger in the air. Her own fiery temperament proves that. She actually stays pretty neutral throughout any fights that might happen and eventually earns enough trust to be named Ciaradh and appointed goddess of dusk and become a minor deity.

Lucie and Noir somehow both feel some kind of bond to her, almost as if she is their daughter. It soon becomes clear that most of the gods want Noir to have nothing to do with her. They fear he might corrupt her and turn her into another bored manipulator, because she was brought into this world somewhere in between order and chaos and would just as soon swing to one side as the other. After a lost argument Noir grudgingly agrees to stay away from her and actaully stays relatively true to his promise. As a result, Ciaradh is raised mainly by Lucie and the two form a strong bond. Ciaradh is trained to be a fighter by Aeon, who uses her outbursts of anger and channels them into her fighting abilities. He prepares  her for a war that seems more and more inevitable. Ciaradh grows to be strong and ambitious, anxious for approval and wholeheartedly believes that she is going to fight for a noble cause. Below anger management problems she still genuenly wants to do good. She revels in combat training and is gifted a giant hammer by Minar. Noir looks on from afar, jealous and yet oddly proud, even though he knows that she is being brainwashed to fight against him some day. In his unhappiness, he continues to twist many of the king's minds against each other.

Then, almost in a heartbeat, war is upon them. Ciaradh is sent down to earth to join Luce's army in battle. It is not really clear who is even fighting whom, humans are a mess, as she soon learns. With an immortal at the front lines, Luce's army is close to unbeatable and the fair fight Ciaradh envisioned soon turns into a massacre. At this point she becomes more and more emotionally distant as the harsh reality of war is far from the glamorous ideals of heroes that had been planted in her mind. Then one day Foron unleashes a weapon of mass-destruction. Despite her best healing efforts, Ciaradh can only watch as inhabitants of all counrties crumble to dust in front of her immortal eyes. She can only listen as dying voices curse the gods above for all the horrors of the past months.

And in the midst of pain and destruction, Ciaradh is barely even surprised to hear her own voice call out with them. It had been the gods who had turned kings against each other. It had been the gods, who had turned her into a killing machine. It had been the gods who had somehow convinced friends to kill each other and had talked her into executing her companions' brothers and had told her it was the right thing to do. Aeon had harnassed her rage so well, but from that moment onward she never again has herself under control. Ciaradh throws her hammer against Foron's new weapon, rendering both weapons useless, ending this one battle and tearing her link to the gods. She is unceremoniously set on fire by someone (Lucie? Minar? She doesn't even care.) and never heard of again.

It is universally believed she has been executed. And yet immortality never truly dies. Her soul floats around for thirty years while the kings and queens of the world slowly make peace. One day, she awakes. She is lying in a field in her old armor. It is not clear how or why she has awoken and how or why she still looks exactly as she had. Maybe the fire had just put her to rest for thirty years. Maybe that was just the way it worked. Anyhow, she awakes and has a pounding headache. She has been lying there for a few days, when Noir comes to her. She weakly tries to lash out at him, but being newly concious, she does not even reach him. He tells her, that the gods will look for her and try to kill her again, if they find out she is alive. If she wants to live, she has to hide until he has worked out a plan to weaken the others. Unbeknownst to her, Lucie had cried bitter tears and a feeling of regret had swept through the land above. Eventially, the gods had gotten back on their feet again and moved on and were ready to live again, even though they missed her. Noir is the only one, who has not. He has grown vengeful since her death, having barely even been allowed to talk to what was somehow his daughter and then watching her be killed by those who had kept them apart. So while he does care for her, he also wants to use her to gain power, as this would have the side effect of no one between them.

Ciaradh tells him she will think about his proposition, but meanwhile she does not want to be a god anymore. She tells him to take her immortality from her, as she wants to be able to die among her friends, if the time should come again. Upon her pleading, he sadly does so, but gifts her with the powers of a beginning mage. He tells her, he does not want her defenceless if she should be found, but he wants to give her the ability to learn something and get better, as she had loved to learn fighting way back then. He also gives her a necklace depicting a hammer to reminder her of where she had come from, in case she ever wants to come back. Deep within himself, he still views the gods as a family, even if he is often antagonised. He does not want to kill anyone, he just wants to lessen the main gods powers a little and fight his own boredom.

Ciaradh insists, that she wants a human life-cycle and wants to begin her new life as a baby. Noir eventually agrees, but tells her he will have to erase her memories for the first ten years of her life unless she wants to grow up as a traumatized child, and hides her away in a cave. He cares for her for these ten years and they form a father-daughter bond. When she turns ten, he gives her her memory back, her past life mixing with her new, far happier and far less brainwashed memories. She is thoroughly confused for a while, but soon accepts the choices she had made ten years ago and still considers Noir her father. Despite this, she tells him she wants to grow up without the influence of even one god, as she does not fully trust any one of them. He is sad, but gives her money and she walks to Noctis and rents a lousy room above a tavern. She adopts the name of Kim Jieun, one of the most common names around, so as to be inconspicous. At the "age" of twelve, she joins the guild of mages (she took a year of dedicated research to find it), so that she might learn magic, as Noir had suggested so long ago. And that is where she has remained ever since.

FAMILY »

"Father" ;; Noir, immortal, god of night and mischief | It's not that Noir doesn't care about anyone's feelings. He just gets bored. Humans to him are mostly just pawns and the other gods are entertainment whenever they are not family. He is actually quite respectful to the people he cares about and will try and keep them alive and happy as best he can. But when he gets bored, why should he not do something about it? And what if he just wants to know what would happen if he drove this person mad? Why should he not? | While she has banned him from her life for the moment, they have actually developed a father-daughter bond, as he raised her in her second life. They truly do care for each other, but she does not completely trust him, especially since she has regained the memories of Lucie telling her he was not trustworthy. He watches her from above and tries to protect her, but respects her freedom to become who she wants.

"Mother" ;; Lucie, immortal, godess of light and fire | Lucie is usually quite calm, even though she is the godess of fire. If you do make her mad, she will burn you, but more often than not she will try and talk it out first. After all, she is also the godess of light. She cares deeply for those she considers family and lets the others do as they please so long as they don't harm anyone close to her. She views herself as more noble than Noir and above his antics. In reality she is not above brainwashing, so long as she can convince herself, that it is the right thing to do. | Jieun has also crossed Lucie out of her life, as she does not trust her opinion and still holds her at least partially responsible for the deaths of hundreds of her friends. As far as she knows, Lucie isn't even aware that her daughter is alive.

FRIENDS/RIVALS »

Friend ;; Lim Hansol, 23, thief | compassionate, careful, caring, sweet, clever | The two met when he tried to rob Jieun's flat. She was just destroying her room in anger, shouting at somebody, as he climbed up to the window.  The last thing he saw was a chair flying towards him. It was an accident. It really was. But she ended up paying his hospital bills and some more and while she waited next to his bed and hoped he would heal, they eventually became friends. Somehow.

what should i do ?

what were your first thoughts when you heard of the wedding ? were you happy ? sad ? excited ? angry ? » At first I did not give it a second thought, honestly. What do I care for the kings and queens of far away countries? But then I began to hear the whispers. So many people wondering why. Why would two men marry and why such a one-sidedly profitable betrothal? This was not the first time I had witnessed something like this. Actually, allow me to correct myself. This was not the first time I had witnessed something happening that made so little sense. The beginning of the war must have looked very similar from a human's point of view. I do not know if the gods have anything to do with this. But they might and if they do, I have done right not to trust them all this time. So all in all I am now apprehensive, angry and very, very on edge. I apologise to anyone, whom I might have lashed out against, these past days.

how did you end up in lucia for the wedding ? » I just want to prefice this by saying that I am no assassin. Killers have their own guild in Noctis, which is awful as it is. I am a mage. No more, no less. And while I am a farely powerful mage, there are many stronger than I. One day a man entered the tavern I live above. He wore a cloak as blue as the night sky, its hood shadowing his face. His boots were loud and he walked like he had a purpose. He requested for me to come speak to him, offering a free drink and saying he had a buisness proposition for me, so I came down to meet him. I never saw  his face. He explained that there was somebody to assassinate in Luce. I told him that the assassins' guild was just round the corner. He would not hear me out and while I was still describing the house so he would not walk by it, he cut me off by laying a golden hammer on the table. I froze and my words became a confused mess. I looked up at him and tried desperately to see past the shadows, but the hood was too deep and the light was too bad. I told him I was not who I used to be. I told him I would not kill. He said thousands would die. He said thousands would die, worse than I had seen and they would die painfully, if I did not do this. Again I attempted to redirect him to the assassin's guild, halfheartedly this time. He had already won the part of me that would do anything to prevent mass-murders. The rest of me was still a pacifist. And that was my downfall. I got distracted by a young mage harrassing a girl a few tables over and as a first instinct reached out to grab the hammer so I could go threaten him. I had no intention of hurting him, but he did not know that. The moment I touched the handle, I sat back down, inable to move. Stoicly, I agreed to the man's mission. He placed some kind of spell on the hammer so while I know that I do not want to kill anyone, I am bound by his request. Unless I can find a way to break the spell.

HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO ENTER THE CASTLE ? » The person I'm supposed to be assassinating has some connection to the castle. All I know is that the spell meant I had to go get into the castle. I don't even know whom I have to kill, the cloaked man never told me for fear I might tell someone else in hopes that they might be able to prevent it. So only the spell knows and every once in a while it takes over part of my brain like a parasitic second personality, a festering decay of morals. So while the spell was in control one day, I walked to the castle. I was going to seek employment there in order to get closer to whomever. Maybe it's the prince. Maybe a wedding guest. Maybe a cook. Could be anyone. Anyway, on my way there I saw, that a few people had cornered a young man. I sauntered over, trying to seem unsuspicious. They were telling the man that they had a fantastic cure for a friend's sickness. They were spinning this huge tale, lying about how they got it from the Free Lands and traveled all the way here to give it to them as a wedding gift. They said to take such and such an amount on such and such a day. Now this "cure" they spoke of happens to be Infinit, a quite common drug back in Noctis, Noctis being far more lenient with drugs than Luce. And that much was an overdose. It would kill him. So I decided to act fast and stumbled my way over to the little group, slurring that I had heard I could get happy stuff off them, that I had the money, that this was secluded enough, was it not? I mumbled something along the lines of "hey this looks good, this is Infinit, right?" and grabbed the "cure" from them. The moment I had arrived, they had attempted to shush me and push me away, but soon as I uttered those words they seemed torn on what to do. Two tried to haphazardly explain themselves, their excuses were uncoordinated and all over the place. The smallest of the group just turned and ran. The last person was the one I was most worried about. His eyes had narrowed as he stared at me and the young man and it hit me that we had seen their faces and were able to have them arrested for attempted murder if we wanted to. We had seen too much and these people were not necissarily above killing. Sure, they had  not meant to have to get their hands dirty, but really what did it matter. The aggressive man obviously figured that I was high and thus easy to deal with or would maybe even assume everything was a hallucination. So he turned to the young man and punched him in the stomach. The two who had tried to talk also snapped into fighting mode. But so did I. Within seconds my left fist was in the attacker's face, while my right had raised the hammer.

"Back off.", I hissed. And they did. One of them spit at my feet and I was lucky he was already running and thus out of reach of my hammer. I probably would have gone after them, if th young man wasn't still at my elbow. He was highest priority. I held up the bag of Infinit and explained to him what had happened. He was as shaken as I was, just not for the same reason. He thanked me at least five times and stated his name was Jongin. Then he thanked the gods that I had come. I figured he was just using it as an expression, but then he started mumbeling a prayer.

"What on earth do you think the gods had to do with any of this?", I spat, sounding harsher than I had expected, "they wouldn't care if the whole world burned. Trust me, they would find it entertaining."

Jongin stared at me, as if I had struck him. He was so innocent. My gaze softened as I looked at him, he might be naiv, but that was none of my business.

"Sorry", I mumbled, just as he asked "What happened to you?" And I just bit my lip and stared at the ground, because of course that was something I could not talk about. I told him, I just didn't trust people I had never met and who had never done anything for me and he smiled at me as if I was the naive one. Turns out he was a priest. At the castle. Well, almost a priest. Whatever. He invited me to visit a service as a special guest and as if knowing I would decline, he said I should consider it as his way of saying thank you. So I agreed. As I was walking away the spell took over for a split second and congratulated me for making a friend in the castle. Horrified, I ran all the way  home and ended up bashing the hotel rooms's furniture with the hammer. As I lay in the debris, sobbing, I realised that I still had the bag of Infinit. Seemed as good a time as any to get high.

I did go to the service, where Jongin found it almost funny that I wasn't convinced. He pleged to convert me yet and arranged for me to visit the castle every week. But what really secured my "position" at the castle was befriending Sehun. He found my lack of faith fascinating and seemed to also dislike the gods, though  not as personally as I did. In the end, he helped me refurnish the hotel room and we spent a fair amount of time together. Between having become Jongin's personal mission and Sehun's friend, I ended up visiting the castle far more than I would have liked to allow the spell.

why do you think there are so many secrets surrounding the prince of luce ? are you part of the little circle of people who knows why he hides ? » I don't know. Maybe he was replaced at birth and isn't actually the prince of Luce. Or maybe he's just ugly. I really couldn't care less... I do think it's okay that he has a secret. After all, so do I. Okay, to be honest, I've put two and two together by  now. He's sick, apparently. That cure they were offering Jongin for a dear friend? Who else would it be? And apparently there's some dangerous people out there, who want him dead and can't wait for said sickness to kill him.

why do you think the kings decided to link their kingdoms so suddenly ? » Again, I have no idea. I'm worried the gods might be behind it, messing around again. If they are, I shall have to have a word with them and if needs be even a fist and a spell.

YOU ARE THE TRAITOR. ARE YOU MANIPULATED OR IS IT YOUR OWN INTENTION ? WHO OR WHAT ARE YOU TARGETING ? WOULD YOU USE ANYONE TO HELP YOU AND HOW  ? » There are two options here.

One: If I were the traitor, I would have tried everything to get that wretched Spell out of me, but my efforts would either have been in vain or too late. I know who I'm targeting (or who the Spell is targeting), but I sure as hell wouldn't tell you. And yet both the spell and I work alone. I do not trust people enough and neither does the spell. We work alone.

Two: Maybe I will have managed to break the spell, maybe not. It does not matter. I will find out that the gods were behind someone and I will do everything I can to make them stop.

YOU ARE NOT THE TRAITOR. DO YOU HELP HIM OR DO YOU TRY TO SAVE THE WEDDING AND THE PRINCE ? » That depends. If we assume that the gods have nothing to do with it, I will choose the path, that pains no one.

And if the gods are behind it all, I will take a third stance and fight their hypocrisy in an attempt to make them see how much harm they cause mortals.

Then again, should the spell have taken over me, I will choose whatever the man in the blue cloak has envisioned for me, or just go for as much destruction as I can.

who ARE THEY ?

love interest »  Chesh (ft. Bang Minah)

backup love interest » applicant
BIRTHDAY / AGE » 7/12, 27 y/o
OCCUPATION » criminal
KINGDOM » Luce

PERSONALITY TRAITS » positive, happy, adventerous, easily excited / destructive, frightened of boredom, ruthless, literally insane

personality » Personality-wise it might seem surprising, that Chesh does not reside in Noctis. But once you think about it, it makes perfect sense. What better place to cause mayhem than arguably the most booooring kingdom? Because Chech can not stand boredom, it's the only thing that actually scares her. Generally she has a very happy-go-lucky attitude, her life consists of everything she deems fun: chaos and destruction and no consequences. She has never been caught and she is positive she never will be. She is fast and unpredictable, never turning up at the same place twice - unless she does.

FIRST MEETING » Chesh's favorite weapons are knifes to throw and flames and explosives. One moment she was happily burning houses, when suddenly the fire dies. Confused she looks around and notices a hooded figure stepping out of an allyway. Facing the challenge, Chesh pulls a knife and hurls it at the person, who deflects it with magic. As the figure walks towards her and breaks into a run, Chesh turns and runs away playfully, every once in a while setting a house ablaze. The figure's hood falls off and Chesh notices that it is a girl. They chase each other for a good hour, along the streets, across the rooftops and out into the country side. Eventually Chesh gets bored and explodes a nearby farm. The screams are too much for the girl, who pulls out a big- hammer, swinging it around herself and a second later gold flashes by Chesh's face and buries itsself in the ground at her feet. Gold, with a blue shine around it, an orb around the handle, caught by the criminal's quick eyes, as it shoots by. She turns and watches the advancing girl: flowing cloak, floating hair and an expression of dark hatred. Chesh can feel the excitement bubbling up in her, but surpresses it as she calls out „there's a spell on you! A pretty ing bad one.“ And the girl actually winces, actually jolts a little in her step. Slightly alarmed, Chesh takes a better look at the hammer and notices a rune. She knows the handwriting. She knows who this is. So she tells the girl, who asks if she can tell her the name and a way to break the spell. And Chesh feels the excitement burning her insides, as she sais yes and turns and runs and calls catch me if you can over her shoulder, the night swallowing her.

interactions » Jieun is trying to find her. She doesn't like her and she doesn't trust her - mad criminals are not the most reliable, but the choice is to kill someone. And Jieun is not going to let that happen. So she has to find this girl, that all of Luce seems to fear, and she has to work alongside her to break her spell. But Miss I-have-explosives-and-I'm-bored will prove to not be that easy to work with. And not that easy to stay away from. There's something about Chesh's need for thrill, that wakes Jieun's old passion for adrenaline-filled moments. On the hunt, searching for a feared mage, the blood coursing through her veins faster than it ever has in this life... how can she not be lost in the moments as she is picked up and whisked away on an adventure? The problem is, Chesh never really seems to understand what is at stake, in contrast to Jieun, she never learned that actions have consequences. With one person so deeply rooted in the real world and another in her own fantasy, they are not a flawless match.

ending »

If you ever find the traitor in time and save everyone, what would be the evolution of your love story?

This depends entirely on what the traitor is trying to accomplish. Maybe Chesh will be swept away by the chaos and the pairs conflicting morals will clash and tear them apart. Maybe Chesh is at this point sane enough to help stop the traitor (providing this is something Jieun and Chesh would want to do), maybe Jieun is mad enough to just go with it. Maybe Jieun has succumbed to the spell and the two go on to destroy the city. This can go almost any way imaginable, a happy ending is slightly preferred, but it all depends on how they have developed over the course of the story. Find something that makes sense with who they are and what is happening please! :)

If you're the traitor?

Again, this depends on two things.

1. How much does Chesh care about Jieun now?

2. Why is Jieun the traitor? Is it the spell? Or is it some rampage against the gods? And if so, which gods? If she goes on a blind revenge-fueld killing-spree, this could either push Chesh off the brink of insanity too and they could be unstoppably destructive. Or Chesh would truly care about Jieun and would try and stop her from destroying everything, in an attempt to hold her to her own morals.

If the spell is at fault and Chesh already has feelings for her, she would continue to try and break the spell, to get back whom she loves.

Again, this could go anywhere as long as it makes sense.

last words.

comments/suggestions » Since you used latin/greek words for the names of the gods, I decided to use a gaelic word for the name of a minor deity. Ciaradh means dusk/twilight which I thought would be appropriate for someone stuck between dark and light.

Basically a lot of things are up to you here... I'd appreciate it, if neither Jieun nor Chesh died, though. Also, Chesh is named after the Cheshire Cat: she is mad, has a wide smile, turns up out of nowhere and helps Alice, the one who did not originate in this world and is trying to find her way.

I hope you could think of a way to fit the man in the blue cloak into the story, if Jieun is chosen. Because I don't know the backstory about why the prince hides etc, I had to take a lot of liberties, that I hope are okay. But I did try and stick as close to your backstory on how the war came about and who the gods are as possible.

All in all, I hope you like her and I hopeI wrote everything understandibly! <3

scene requests » I don't really have any right now.

password » I try to do the best I can, helping people as best I can. Provided I don't rip their heads off first. (and another song, sorry)