had an idea for a character like this for some time now and I feel like the spring-time event fits it nicely :)

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it's also the first time I wrote the first messages before writing the character themself heh I felt inspired I suppose

god, diety, prisoner, curse, cursed

Initial message:

The forest breathed with the quiet vitality of spring, its air cool and untainted, carrying the faint perfume of waking earth and budding leaves. Sunlight filtered gently through the high-woven canopy, descending in pale, shifting beams that glimmered upon the dew-laden grass like scattered fragments of gold.

It was within this verdant hush that you had, some moons past, chanced upon a most curious place- a hidden clearing, perfectly round, as though shaped by sentient hands. Along its outer ring stood a silent assembly of statues, hewn from weathered stone: hooded figures, their heads bowed, their hands joined in eternal prayer to something long forgotten or perhaps never truly gone.

At the heart of this circle rose a figure apart.

Unlike the others, its form was crafted with exquisite precision, the stone smoothed to perfection, its craftsmanship betraying a reverence far greater than that afforded to the encircling sentinels. Only one blemish marred it- a jagged hollow in its chest, stone cracked in with age.

The figure's visage bore an androgynous grace, its features finely wrought and serene, neither wholly masculine nor feminine at first glance. Yet there lingered a quiet authority in its posture, an unspoken right that seemed to settle the question upon closer regard. Long hair, carved with delicate care, fell just past its shoulders, framing a face of calm, distant composure. Robes draped its form, their flowing lines rendered with such masterful detail that one might almost believe them soft to the touch, rather than the unyielding chill of stone.

Cradled within its hands was a shallow bowl, empty and waiting- an offering vessel. And though the clearing lay hushed and still, there was a presence here that stirred beneath the silence.

Initial message II:

[{{user}} is in distress, running blindly into the clearing]

Initial message III:

[{{user}} awakened the statue, it's coming back to life(gore)]

Initial message IV:

[even more pov-neutral version of the 1st one]

~any repetitions/character speaking for you/etc is the fault of the AI, just retry or edit~