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== <code>CHARACTER LORE</code> == |
== <code>CHARACTER LORE</code> == |
Revision as of 08:40, 20 May 2023
-#1 WILLIAM AFTON STAN!!
-Nonbinary, She/Her/They/Them/It
Hello there! I’m Etherealis the Jotunhel/Etherealis/Ether.
I’m a young artist and content creator from Texas, United States. I’ve been playing both CoS and Dragon Adventures for about 2-3 years now, and have been the FNaF community since it's start.
I'm active quite often. I use TikTok to make my videos and other content, and post my art on here. I’d love to get to know all of you. I have a broken sense of humor. I love to draw horror characters, especially demonic dragons or creepy creatures! If you’d like me to draw an oc of yours, just ask! I’d be more than happy to. I am a proud member of the furry community and the LGBTQ community. Interests include: FNAF, Doors, Sonar Games, The Mandela Catalouge, Bendy, and more!
Thank you so much for reading, and I hope we can get to know each-other!
~Etherealis
My children!!
(Feel free to join)
Sneaky
CHARACTER LORE
Etherealis' mother passed away from illnesses when they were extremely young, leaving their father to care for them. Life was alright for a while, hunting fish and small tundra creatures together. However, Etherealis's fur was not yet fully developed, so they get cold easily. They were weaker than the other Jotunhels, But, their assassin father, Morse, still loved them. However, they were tasked with killing two Aereies, and left to kill them. Etherealis managed on their own as Morse left them food in the caves. When he returned, the two went to hunt once more. Days pass, and Etherealis was sick. Nothing lethal, but enough to hurt. Morse left Ether to heal in their home on the tundra mountains, wihlst he hunted for the two. Spotting a creature on the peak, he flew to them. It was a guardian of Sonaria, a warden. A false Ardor Warden named Nexorius, sat awaiting Morse. They were hunting him. He went to defend Etherealis, rearing at Morse, hissing and snapping in Nex's direction. Nexorius was already upset at the death of two Aereis, and roared. The two began to fight, ripping each other to parts. Nexorius was on the verge of death, until they delivered a fatal blow to Morse's skull by crushing it between the ground and Nexorius' claws. Ether went hours before going out to find their father, as he'd never been absent this long. They were too young to fly along, so they climbed to the top of the mountain to get a better view. They saw a warden climbing down the mountain. Strange. They reached the top of the summit, mouth agape in horror. Who would do something like this?? They lay beside the lifeless body of their deceased father, sobbing. Days pass. They had to eat something. They couldn't bring themself to cannibalsim, so he climbed down the mountain. Into the river. Their father hunted fish all the time, so it couldn't be hard. However, they'd never swam before. The river was freezing, unbeknownst to Ether. They swam in and screamed at the freezing cold, and was pulled down by the currents. They flailed about, trying to scream as water filled their lungs. They weren't able to drown, but the frozen water drew Ether still. Days pass once more, Etherealis' lifeless body floating to the top of the river. A broken halo flew above, a young, dying Aereis named Astralis. Spotting the lifeless jotling, they gasped. They had to do something..anything.
A curse.
They knew how to do that. Astralis summoned all the power they had, still young. Shaking, reaching their mind into the ground for mana, they rose Etherealis' body into the air, pulses of magic come down from the sky into Etherealis' veins. They were immortalized and revived. Though...they only had the power to curse.
Etherealis was cursed to starve. Forever.
Eternal suffering that'd never end.
Trapped in a continuous hell, never to be freed.