to replace the sun with a moon
You are the thief that stole the sun,
CreditsLeft art, Maraquan Ixi Bust, and profile picture colouring by candy, thank you so much! o3o
Profile picture by Milo, thank you as well!
Background from Mariposa
CSS by Sunlit
When I came back from my hiatus, I thought I had finished with all of my dream pets. A few days after I came back, I remembered my other goal: a Maraquan Ixi. Beautiful, flowing, elegant, and cute, in a fuzzy way c:
I traded a Woodland Peophin custom for one and completed my dream. I am rather ashamed to say this, but she was rotting away on my side account. She had nothing, no story, no art, not even a glimmer of hope. I had no idea what to do with her, she just... existed.
A few months later, I recieved a Valentines Petpet Paint Brush in an RE, and promptly burst out in crazed laughter. I put my first ixi UFQA because I believed in giving back when good things happened. I was torn between two lovely applicants, but I chose the one who I believed couldn't have created their dreamie if they wanted to.
Fast forward a week later, and I found Sunbond UFT. She was cute, but I didn't really want another Maraquan Ixi after the first, so I thought none of it. Sunbond's name was cute however, and reminded me of my own nickname on several sites, Sunlit. I decided to keep a close tab on where she would go. A couple days later, she was UFA, I applied eagerly, and the rest is history!
How I adopted Sunbond seems to be a tale of good karma and chance, and contrasts greatly with how I adopted my other permies: a lengthly petpet application, detailed descriptions of their future stories and characters, magnificent future plans and true promises mixed inbetween. And the one who adopted her out to me mentioned that seeing those on Tekyre's petpage was the reason why she had chosen me, and it reminded me that all of my efforts were not unnoticed.
profileName: Sunbond, The Sun Thief, The Angel of the Moon
Alignment: True Neutral
Race: Formerly human, but now immortal due to the powers of the second sun.
Appearance: She is short in stature, and has an aquarian and human form.
Residence: Currently in the Rainfell, but she switches residences every century due to Tekyre's constant pursuit.
The Sun Thief: A Felian StoryA long time ago, when the Primordials ruled the lands and the Gods ruled the skies, the City of Sephilim was the grandest of them all. Arching gates and sandstone walls, while the Priest-Kings ruled from their Palace where the 4 great roads converged. This land of milk and honey was abundant in many riches, and many wanted for nothing.
The Last Priestess of the Sun God was an unassuming lady, having been upjumped from a mere sewer-child. She had curious magic ability, and could fuse the magic of different objects. This Synthesis was an unheard of trait, and she used it to her advantage by saying she was a child of the Sun God, who created all magic.
This was utter blasphemy, but the Primordials accepted her all the same, and gave her the position of her supposed father's Head Priestess. She used this position to destroy many magic artefacts in her experiments, and solidified her power on the state. At this time, she was the most powerful Primoridal in the city, and gathered all of the magic stones for a magical experiment that was supposed to increase the magic power of the Primordials. They ate up this lie like a delicious morsel, and all the while the Sun Thief continued to scheme.
Back then, this land had two suns and no moon: for they did not require sleep as we mortals do. The Sun Thief requested an audience with the gods (which was accepted) and she was ushered to them. Angels gathered around as well, curious about this little lady who had magic unheard of. Word was that she was meant to be made an angel, but alas! It never fruited, as the Sun Thief produced a curious ball of rock, no larger than a snowball.
All the angels were curious to see what it was, but no sooner than she pulled it out, all of the gods were turned to stone, and their magic was lost. The Angles cried and wept tears of blood, for their lifeblood was magic and without it they too were mere mortals, and harmed by magic. Their screams echoed and resounded through the great heavens, but their gods were now mute and could not answer their pleas.
After a long eternity, the rock was gone, and with it, the Sun Priestess. They all felt a chill in the air, and the day was dimmer, for a sun had been taken! The night came, and so did the moon: and while the Gods tried to destory it, they could only spark off a few glimmers of stars, for the magic that created the moon was their antithesis.
The Celestials moved swiftly into action, threatning death to all the primordials, so that the Sun Thief could be brought to justice. But she was not in Sephilim, nor the lands of the Primordials, nor anywhere to be found. In their anger, they culled the Primordials, except for those protected by the deep ones.
So came the age of mortals: those created by the gods with limited magic, so they could never again rebel. Humans ruled the lands now, but the worship of gods and angels faded as the gods did: for they could not live in cold lands, or use their magic with the moon about. The only one left is Tekyre, our patron Goddess.
Come with me, and disregard the skyA Conversation between Tekyre and Sunbond, the last of the immortal ones
There are far too few of us.