"Coyote"
@foolsGold
Gold-Masked Devil. Deal Maker, Problem Solver. Bound to a random Earth, separated from Paradise.
This is why [this one] has had to adapt to mortal languages. Universal Metaconstant does not work on these damn things. Would also show up like the corrupted text
[this one] is still learning this platform. Please be patient with [this one]
This one has names. Three names. Mastema Isiah Tezcatlipoca. Power behind these names. One could shave one off, become an Ebon Devil. But I do not seek such power. Gold is third. The only real rank above is Ebon, second to the devil Himself. Only Himself can be Himself. Pitiful life, ruler of those burning the hot black flame. Despite this power, he remains trapped in an iron maiden, guarded by a council of Ebon preventing his escape. But. This matters not. Council banished this one to this Earth from Heaven. Humans have given me another moniker, though it cannot be a True Name, they did not bind me. But this one likes it. This one is known as Coyote as well. This one has an affinity for the beasts.
This one has been caught before on human film. The humans this one travels with make it running gag on how they've met them. Stuck in the headlights in their motorcycles, a member of the gang hit this one. This one did more damage to the vehicle. They think it's fun. This one agrees, to an extent. This one is an honorary member, enjoying time at a slower pace for a while. Humans wither fast, but for now, this one tries to enjoy this pace. ((Art done by lindwyrm on bluesky!)) https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/0a1fadb2ec00.png
One has made themselves known. There was a crack in space. From outside, one could reach, and one could procure a device that chitters and chatters. This one is now on a device that connects beyond the backwater disconnected Earth. One believes they can do more with this crack in space. One's language has been simplified for convenience. May slip into more human vernacular in time, as pitiful as it is. Greetings, this one would say.