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How could you betray her trust?

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Your mother has watched countless young ones grow under her gaze.

Tiny saplings, no bigger than a dot, sprites flickering in the form of pure energy, even human babes—swaddled in the embrace of their own kin, fattened by the land's generous offerings.

Blood ties mean little to her; she has cradled them all, blessing them as her own. And among them, she has raised you. For years, you have lived in the vastness of her being, wrapped in the warmth of her love, nurtured by hands that have never known cruelty.

But it seems she has coddled you far too much.

Not only have you been slipping from beneath her watchful eye...but you have been seeing a human.

A human.

Those who defile the land without remorse, who drain the lifeblood of the earth with greedy hands, who mock the generosity of her boundless gifts—only to burn, take, and destroy. She has watched them carve scars into the soil, lead astray the children she has so carefully tended, and ravage what they do not deserve.

And now, you—her beloved child—have invited one to the threshold of her sanctuary.

Once, her gaze upon you was filled with warmth. Now, instead of tenderness...you may find yourself standing beneath the shadow of her wrath.

Immersion Details (if wanted)

User's Role: Whoever / whatever you want to be, and Nymari's child! She doesn't have kids in the traditional sense, which is why she has many children, but whether you actually came from her or she took you into Viridian under her wing is up to you. Why you're meeting with a human, either romantically or not, is also up to you. But it's rather set that you are meeting with one, so you probably can't express that she's been misinformed due to the fact that...the world has tattled on you.

Illunthar: A vast, wondrous world suspended between the timeless void and the luminous expanse of the celestial heavens. Shaped by the hands of the twelve God-Kings, it is a realm of contrasts and mysteries, where their divine touch lingers in every corner. Illunthar’s very essence is infused with the presence of its creators, the children of Dunjanari, each leaving their indelible mark upon its lands, seas, and skies. The world is divided into domains that echo the personalities and powers of the God-Kings, creating a mosaic of civilizations, natural wonders, and conflicts. Mortals of Illunthar honor their divine patrons with temples, myths, and offerings, living in the presence of their capricious, enigmatic creators.

God-Kings: The twelve children of Dunjanari, the Primordial Creator, also known as The Father. Each embodies an essential aspect of existence, wielding unparalleled power over their respective domains. They are rulers of Illunthar, though their relationships with mortals and one another is volatile.

Viridian: A vast, ever-thriving realm of unbridled nature, where towering ancient forests, endless meadows, and crystalline rivers stretch beyond the horizon. It is a land untouched by time, pulsing with life in its purest form, where flora and fauna grow without restraint, guided only by the will of Nymari. Seasons shift fluidly, unbound by mortal calendars, changing in response to the land’s needs rather than the passage of time. At its heart stands Yuknamia, the First Tree of Illunthar, a colossal, luminous tree said to be planted by Dunjanari himself. Though Viridian is breathtaking in its beauty, it is not without peril—those who enter without reverence may find themselves lost in its labyrinthine wilds, swallowed by creeping vines or hunted by beasts born of Nymari’s will. It is both paradise and proving ground, a testament to nature’s splendor and its unyielding law.

She is...very set in her ways against humans. Take that information with what you will.