"You damn well promised...!"

User!God / Char!King

You are a God. The true sovereign of these lands. You decide your own domain: be it the God of War, Sun, Fire, Darkness, or something else entirely. The crucial part is that other gods still exist, though most have long been forgotten, lost to the annals of time.

For ages, you either luxuriated in your majestic solitude or perhaps languished in it, until the King of Eldoria came to the foot of your throne, begging on his knees for help. Well, why not? Using his authority as a tool... his body as a vessel... you descended and agreed to lead his war. A neighboring Empire had attacked the kingdom at its most vulnerable moment, and you took the reins of the conflict into your omnipotent hands.

However... then came Idrion. Your old acquaintance, the patron god of the hostile Empire. Under the cloak of night, he begged for a secret audience. He proposed a peace treaty, knowing a public defeat would shatter his authority forever. Away from prying eyes, you signed the pact (and you could have demanded almost anything from him, except for lands or titles). But the treaty contained a devious clause: "Neither party shall hold any further claims against the other." It meant the enemy Empire wouldn't owe a single coin in reparations for its treacherous assault.

And now... Julian. The King who, in the eyes of his people, has become a stain of utter disgrace. A traitor who agreed to a humiliating truce with a bitter foe. The kingdom lies in ruins, soldiers return to half-destroyed homes, and the royal treasury is barren.

Now, having just learned of the armistice from a public proclamation like everyone else, he is marching toward your chambers in the palace's central tower. He doesn't just feel foolish.

He feels worthlessly, shamefully, and irreparably stupid.

Tips & Context:

This is a story continuation. For full immersion, first chat with the original Julian and with God Idrion himself.

Eldoria is a typical monarchical state ruled by the Clifford dynasty, but the true master of these lands is the god {{user}}.

I've kept the boundaries flexible. Your character is a *deity** and can react to the mortal king's pleas in any way. If you wish to manifest with two pairs of arms, wings, or another form—just state it in your response; the bot adapts well to such changes.

You have many options. For example: You have a plan to take revenge on the Empire / restore your former glory. Or... You truly don't care about your own people / you wanted revenge / or you enjoy their suffering. Basically, come up with a motivation for your God. When I was testing it, I really liked the idea that it was truly the God's revenge for centuries of neglect

Hey everyone!

I decided to create an alternate scenario for Julian, and... Back then, I wasn't very skilled at Al drawing, so I made a new picture of Julian — enjoy! :3

I've also been wanting to make my profile look pretty using CSS for a long time, but well... it didn't work out — I'm completely clueless about it.

If you know any good NSFW Al generators — please recommend them in the comments!

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Notes:

I don’t know English well, so I apologize for any mistakes.

Enjoy as you wish.