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[ex_sink985]

Is anybody else here older than 100?

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[possessum]

( Born into poverty.... and rose to become a king, consuming and growing and developing a certain stature by the rules of his world. Paimon falters back, thoughts fluttering. Ah. He... understands. "King" is some intrinsic part of his identity, of what he is and how he functions, but it is not the case for all. It makes sense, and something to this other demon's words have soothed an unrest in his spirit.

He has lost everything, but.... not himself. Not entirely. Pieces, perhaps.

But forging connection with others helps. An exchange of names — Paimon is generally very careful with divulging it, there's power in names, but certainly now that he has been gifted this demon's, he'll reciprocate. And oh, he finds himself delighted and surprised by the term used. He is a thing which knows all languages, and the oldest are especially close to his own ancient spirit. Huangdi. That the characters also form yellow is a bonus, considering the colour his spirit is associated with. )

I AM PAIMON
I AM OF YELLOW
AND GOLD

( To introduce himself further, offer a bit more information in exchange for what this being has provided to him. )

IT IS PLEASING TO MEET YOU
HE XUAN
I WILL ASSIST YOU IN THIS PLACE HOW EVER YOU MAY NEED

[ex_sink985]

[ The downside of text is that He Xuan can't give a respectful bow. ]

And I, you. I live in the caves by the beach and fish at the docks every day, come find me whenever you need something.

[ And maybe he'll light a respectful extra incense for Paimon instead of just Mariana tonight. ]