handwritten-text (forward-dated to 20th-ish)

[brushy]

Hello, rambunctious children, with your magical self-writing rocks and magic-yous. I smell so many different yous, by the way! All these shapeshifter-sorts, angel-sorts and demon-sorts. Oh, demons, I’d be delighted to meet you, but if you are like the odds of dear Michael, then carry on. I will not bite. You all are welcome to call me what your heart tells you to, but Ammy, as much as Ammako, have always been the ones to soften my spots.

I'm very aware of the sun's disappearance, and these cursed lands have not allowed it to rise as of late, but, if you are to ask for it, in your thoughts and in your hearts, it shall come to you. Your plantlife shall flourish, your waters cleansed, and perhaps the air you breathe will taste less like a boiling pot of rot down your throat. In the meantime, it shall find a way. It always does. Fear not!

And if you have little interest in these things, then tell me, I am most curious: what is faith, to the lot of you? I am in the mood for the Good Chats as I carry on with my duties, yes.

Oh, and one more thing! If anyone manages to come across a bundle of bones that look and smell of the holy sort by the by, may I have them? They are my favorite snack.

[ as a note, people are welcome to find ōkami items! ]

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[brushy]

To deserve such wording, do tell of them.

-> private

[bolstafir]

it's a long, stupid story
the kind that starts with making a woman immortal as a punishment for wanting to bring back her dead lover and ends with them throwing a tantrum and ditching the planet before reviving that same dead guy to make humanity worthy of them coming back
with the fun bonus that they'll destroy the planet permanently if we don't meet their standards when they do
how many of the ugly details're you in the mood for?

[brushy]

I will have you know, I am already miffed. Are you sure these are not devils in disguise?

Either way, continue— gruesome details and all. It seems I am in the mood to fume.

[bolstafir]

heh
if devils can create a whole planet, maybe so
who knows

the way the legends go, there were two brother gods, the god of light and the god of darkness, who had this feud about creation and destruction
supposedly the way it was resolved was they decided to make humans together, capable of both creation and destruction, the knowledge to know the difference, and the ability to choose

the legends don't talk about how petty and vindictive they were, though
the woman...salem, she had a pretty messed up life
locked alone in a tower by her dad
the man who rescued her was the first she ever had the chance to care about
and then he got sick and died before they had the chance to build a life together

she prayed to the god of light to help her, but he refused
so she asked the god of darkness instead, and he agreed
but the god of light was pissed at darkness for interfering in their agreement and the brothers fought over it, snapping her lover back and forth from life and death until the god of light told his brother that salem asked him first, and then as punishment they made her immortal
telling her she wouldn't be able to join her lover until she learned to respect the balance of life and death

as though the bullshit they pulled wouldn't make anyone bitter enough to want revenge, right
she gathered a bunch of supporters by showing off her immortality and promising they could conquer death if they overthrew the gods, so they'd never have to suffer the heartbreak of loss that way again
but they weren't strong enough to fight the gods, and when they lost the god of darkness retaliated by wiping out every human on the planet except salem
they told her she'd be doomed to wander the planet alone forever and ditched the planet, shattering the moon on the way out

but the god of light had second thoughts or some shit i guess
he brought her lover back from the afterlife and told him that one day humanity would walk the face of the planet again, and offered him a chance to guide them, to reincarnate over and over into the bodies of new hosts until humanity was "ready" to call the gods to rejoin them
he wasn't really interested at first, asked to go back to the afterlife so he could be with salem, until he found out she wouldn't be there

problem is, salem had already tried to throw herself into the god of darkness' pools of pure destruction to die, but it didn't work, only turned her into a twisted version of herself

they tried to be happy together for awhile when they found each other again, but ... it's complicated
shit got messy, basically
and when it fell apart salem still couldn't die, but she had nothing else to live for
so she figured if nothing else, the same gods that cursed her to live could kill her
if humanity failed the gods' test
the way to call them is by gathering the four relics of their power -- creation, destruction, knowledge, and choice
so for thousands of years, they've have been at war over the relics, and it'll keep going on forever unless salem wins someday

meanwhile the gods are off somewhere else, maybe ruining another planet worth of lives

[brushy]

[ oh, boy, what a story. her omen has to read it out loud for, as every other text (much easier that way). when the pause is big enough, and, thank the heavens she didn't get sleepy for this, she writes: ]

I hope Salem wins.

Tell, me, what god curses their children? Certainly not one I know. That is cruelty. Curses are the work of demons— and demons have many abilities that mock ours. Oh, I am so miffed. I could bite them on the astral plane.