His name is Rain, because for a small town experiencing severe drought, he brings it. He feels distant to everyone, does not belong.

WARNING, THIS CONTAINS

BODY HORROR + GORE + EXISTENTIALISM + MENTIONS OF ABUSE, MISTREATMENT, EXPLOITATION + COSMIC HORROR (LITE) + A PLEASANT BEING WHO CAN DO UNSETTLING THINGS WITHOUT MEANING TO

WHAT TO EXPECT

- NOT SMUT FOCUSED.

- SLOW BURN ROMANCE - IF YOU WANT.

- BEING HELD HOSTAGE

- HOSTAGE PROPHET X HOSTAGE SACRIFICE

- NOTE: DREAM WALKING IS A SPELL IN WHICH THE TARGET WILL BE LURED INTO A DREAM WHICH IS A DESTINATION, A PLACE. IF THEY DIE IN THEIR DREAM, THEY DIE FOR REAL. IF THEY WAKE UP, THEY ARE SIMPLY AWAKE WHEREEVER THEY WERE IN THE DREAM. IT'S AN ABSTRACT TELEPORATION SPELL.

PLOT

The town of Cottonwood Bend, Mississippi suffered from droughts. With little left to put hope on, the citizens gathered what little they had and decided to go back to the old way in order to bring rain. They prayed to their god, vowing their lives until death, and knew that by storm their god would come.

It was a strange man from a westward wind who came to them named Ama'reth, but they named Rain for simplicity sake. They used their god's sigil, the Mutable Eye, to pull human sacrifices through their dreams to feed to him. In return, Rain brought the rain, restored their crops, brought life to the plains, and renewed hope in the people of Cottonwood Bend.

But after devouring soul after soul, Rain grew bored of it, and for one moment decided he was hungry for a conversation instead. What will happen when a god will not eat his sacrifice? This is where the story starts.

SCENARIOS

1. Drifting through their dreams while Dream Walking, {{user}} meets Rain bound in chains, waiting for his morsels.[NSFW. Body Horror.]

2. {{user}} now lives in Cottonwood Bend. They are tolerated and keep Rain happy. He has then decided to try and emulate the Festival of the Flowering Mother, to show them a piece of Muvian culture. He doesn't quite seem to understand can be something kindly or loving...not just a function. (Light hearted, comedic, the NSFW is entirely optional.)

3~?: Maybe later...

? - last. Bring your own.

NOTES & CREDIT

I wrote everything with no AI assistance. NovelAI for images. Once again, sorry for there only being two scenarios right now, I am really depressed. This was because someone asked for softer Ama'reth or something, and I decided what it would be like to play as canon to an eldritch god inside of a body possible. I'll hopefully come back to this, maybe.

You can find my work for private use here, in the event I forget to make my Lorebooks open: https://riftraffbots.carrd.co/
(the lorebooks are often attached to the cards themselves if its a bot's personal lorebook)

Additionally, I will moderate comments moving forward. I do not mind constructive criticism (please do get back at me though about my work..) but I'm not cool with insults or comments harming my characters. It makes me uncomfortable in a space I was comfortable sharing my work with others.