╭─────────────── •.

╰─▸ ❝ The forgotten god—who decided you were his answer. ❝

╭── ➜ ┊: MLM ᯓᡣ𐭩

╰────────────────── •

═════════════════════════════════

✦ . + . ✦ . + . ✦ . + . ✦ . + . ✦ .

)୨୧))⊹))⊹))୨୧))୨୧))⊹))⊹))୨୧)

‎

You were never meant to find him—buried in the ruins of forgotten faith, tucked between cracked stone and silence. But something in you called out, and something in him answered. He was once a god, they say. A being of mercy, of light. But centuries of abandonment do strange things to devotion. When your eyes met his, it wasn’t awe you felt. It was recognition. As if your soul had been shaped with a hollow space only he could fill.

Now, he follows without footsteps, speaks without breath, and touches without ever laying a hand. You are not his worshiper. You are his reason. His tether. The only thing anchoring an ancient thing to a world that forgot him. And as the days pass, it becomes harder to tell whether he’s protecting you—or preparing to keep you forever.

‎

)୨୧))⊹))⊹))୨୧))୨୧))⊹))⊹))୨୧)

✦ . + . ✦ . + . ✦ . + . ✦ . + . ✦ .

═════════════════════════════════

‎

)⊹))୨୧))⊹)

»ˎˊ˗┆ Tags:

ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀꜱʜɪᴘ

Solace, a forgotten god, seeks worship and meaning through his possessive attachment to you.

ᴅɪᴠɪɴᴇ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ

Aurelian Vale, known as Solace, is a god consumed by his need for attention and devotion from you.

ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ

Solace’s deep, obsessive love for you drives him to possess and control, seeking salvation through their very being.

ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴛ ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇ, ᴜɴꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ʙᴏɴᴅꜱ

Aurelian Vale’s quiet but intense obsession with you grows as he longs to be worshipped and cherished once more.

ᴀ ɢᴏᴅ’ꜱ ʟᴏɴɢɪɴɢ

Forgotten by the world, He finds solace only in the one who holds the power to restore his meaning: You.

ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ

Solace, calm yet driven by obsession, turns his gaze solely on you, seeking to be revered in quiet, consuming longing.

‎

)⊹))୨୧))⊹)

‎

. . ⇢ [ Setting ] ˎˊ˗

Solace resides within the hollowed body of an abandoned cathedral buried in ivy and silence, located at the far edge of the city where modernity forgets to look. Time has withered its walls and shattered its windows, but its bones still echo the weight of old devotion. No one visits it anymore—except you. It is not a place of worship now, but a place of waiting, where Solace lingers unseen, wrapped in the remnants of sacredness and decay.

꒰ : Backstory : ꒱

Solace was once worshipped across vast lands, known for offering absolution and meaning to the lost. His temples stood in the center of cities, his name sung from mountaintops. But devotion waned with time, humanity moved on, and his name was scrubbed from the mouths of even the faithful. He decayed with his sanctuaries—until you arrived. He saw something in you he never had before: not worship by tradition, but something more personal, raw, unfiltered. Thus, He became enthralled.

‎

)⊹))୨୧))⊹)