doom goes wherever the ever-weaving fates decide

[moros]

WHO: Moros and YOU
WHAT: arrival, a quest, and struggles with technology
WHEN: early October
WHERE: Nightwake
WARNINGS: SPOILERS for Hades II! if you'd like me to avoid major story spoilers, please let me know in your tag or subject line



Arrival

Moros is not accustomed to warm welcomes. Why would he be? No one wants Doom to come around. He is far more experienced with fear, confusion, hatred, and the like. Yet here he stands—a tall, antlered man with grayish skin, clad in the white of a new arrival, listening with increasing confusion to an explanation about different worlds. An explanation that includes the not-insignificant fact that he, himself, is now in a different world.

The Fates told him nothing of this.

"There must be some mistake," he murmurs, half to himself. He looks down at the beverage someone pushed into his hands, the name of the concoction foreign to him. Gently, he swirls it first one way, then the other, watching the mass of whipped cream and who knows what else slowly circle.

"A mistake," he repeats, a little louder this time.

That's what this is. A mistake.

No world would willingly invite Doom.

Joined at the Wrist

Mistake or no, there is no immediate escape from Ellipsa. So, Moros sets out to attempt to get his bearings. He finds his quarters, changes into his own attire, and makes his way into the city.

There, he winds up chained to a stranger.

How did this happen? Moros has no idea. He agreed to search the city, assuming it would help him learn something. He didn't know that search would involve being chained to another.

Standing stiffly, Moros looks down at the short length separating him and his companion, his long hair shifting where it drapes over his antlers. Should he apologize…?

"This can't be a pleasant experience," he says after a moment. He is Doom Incarnate, a fact that radiates from him as if it were painted on his bare chest. He can't hide what he is any more than he could change it.

Winter Guild

Another person might leap straight to practical application, attempting to learn their powers through using them. Moros does not. He chooses the academic route, reading through all the information he can find on his new abilities, educating his mind before he tries anything with his body.

The only problem is that he is accustomed to parchment, not … whatever the device is that he's been given to read.

Catch him squinting as he struggles with a tablet, trying in vain to figure out how to close one document and open another.

Comments

[abnormalizes]

"Ah. Yeah, I can see how that would cause issues."

She can't say she'd want to share a dinner table with Strife or Mockery.

"It sounds hard to be a god, sometimes."

[moros]

Moros smiles again, amused. "I would say it sounds hard to be a mortal."

Especially with what his sisters (and sometime he) puts them through.

[abnormalizes]

"That's true, we definitely have our share of problems. I guess they're hard in different ways? I'd be a terrible god."

What would she even be god of, monsterfucking?

[moros]

"Why do you believe so?" Moros asks, genuinely curious.

[abnormalizes]

“Gods have to be imposing, right? Inspiring awe and reverence? I don’t think I could do that, I’m kind of a big dork.”

Maybe on the battlefield, but definitely not anywhere else.

[moros]

Moros falls quiet for a moment, considering that.

"… I sometimes forget how we come across to mortals."

Blame it on how very little interaction he has had. Typically, he's just there to bear witness.

[abnormalizes]

“Am I wrong? Like I said, I’m not super familiar with gods…”

Max can definitely be awe-inspiring if he wants to be. So can Kaiko, she’s pretty sure. The Lamb… well, maybe…

[moros]

"Well, no," he admits. "Though I haven't given it much thought before. I simply am what I am."

And he is very, very imposing in the moments a mortal tastes their doom.

[abnormalizes]

“If it helps, you haven’t been scary or anything so far? -I might say something different if we met in different circumstances, but I don’t think you’d scare most people here just meeting them normally.”

[moros]

"That's interesting. I'd expected any mortal I came across to feel unsettled in my presence."

It happens often enough with the shades back in the Crossroads.

"It's strange that things work differently here." Judging by his tone, it's not a bad sort of strange.

[abnormalizes]

“It could be that I’m just used to it? A lot of Abnormalities have auras like that, you kind of tune it out after a while.”

An aura of fear gets in the way of work.

[moros]

"Abnormalities?" Moros repeats. "Are these the monsters you spoke of?"

[abnormalizes]

“That’s what they’re called, yeah. You’re definitely less intimidating than some of the monsters I’ve seen - in a good way, I mean?”

[moros]

Moros breathes out a tiny chuckle. "Truthfully, I'm relieved to hear that."

Given what monsters are like in his world… He'd hate to be considered scarier than one of them.

[abnormalizes]

"Nothing to worry about! And even among people who don't have monster experience, I'm sure there'll be plenty who'll want to be your friend."

[moros]

Moros is quiet for a moment, just their footsteps sounding between them.

"… I don't have much experience with that," he admits, finally.

Friendship wasn't high on the Fates' list of priorities for him.

[abnormalizes]

"It's kind of a learning by doing sort of thing. I'd be happy to be your friend, personally."

In case it wasn't apparent.

[moros]

Moros, who prefers forthrightness, immediately smiles at that declaration. Bowing slightly, he says, "I would be honored, Evangeline."

[abnormalizes]

“The honor’s mine!”

By any stretch of the imagination, a human should be honored to befriend a god - but she’s just happy to make friends, in general.

“My sister Rinku will also want to be your friend, I can guarantee that much.”

[moros]

A sister named Rinku. Moros makes a mental note of that, memorizing her name.

"Are you and your sister close?"

[abnormalizes]

"We are. She's been super supportive of me in a lot of things, and I do my best to help her out as much as I can. She's come a long way since we met, I'm really proud of her."

Indirectly acknowledging that they aren't blood siblings.

[moros]

Whether they're blood siblings or not is up in the air for Moros. After all, he comes from a large family, and he hasn't met all of his siblings.

"I'm pleased you have such a good relationship. Sisters are priceless."

[abnormalizes]

"She definitely is. And I do my best to be a good big sister."

Rinku says she's the best big sister, but she's also biased.

[moros]

"I'm sure she appreciates you."

After all, he knows how much he appreciates his elder sisters.

[abnormalizes]

"I know she does! She's very vocal about it. I just don't want to get complacent and stop putting in the effort, you know?"