
Sabath Vesper
@tiresiasMime
hellO, my name is sabath i am a man for all i am aware Of and i am 7’10 ft tall i am nOt entirely able mOst days seer Of vOid but mOst Of yOu wOnt knOw what that means

Okay FINALLY made an OOC pinned post)) content warnings before i go into my precious baby boy who has done every wrong actually: #horror #psychologicalhorror #eldrichhorror #bodyhorror #OOC #illness #gore Sabath is one of my villain ocs, he is not intended to be a good person. he has good points SOMETIMES. but anything he says on this account that comes off as misanthropic and very VERY evil at times and that’s intentional. he is intended to be somewhat sympathetic but he is not intended to be entirely forgiven for the things he says and or does)) sabath is also disabled, and is very obviously written to be disabled. he has a degenerative condition based on neurodegenerative disease, please do not be ableist to him. he’s a pretty weird and bad dude but please try not to make fun of him for the fact he has a condition real people have.))) okay finally some actual lore stuff after getting the important stuff outa the way, growing up he was perfectly healthy until around later in his life he was suddenly having his feet hurt more and becoming tired and feeling sluggish. In this he found out he has a degenerative disease and a couple chronic ones which is why he wasn’t culled at an early age as the degenerative parts did not start until later when he already had everything in his life put together. at this point in time it has crawled up his body making it hard and painful to walk on most days and has managed to reach his hands which is why you see him with hands that are tinted black as the nerves in his fingers are dying)) sabbath doesn’t feel the usual expected violent tendencies of an alternian troll, he actually detests all forms of violence. he doenst believe in the clurches teachings but since he grew up in it he does have internalized feelings about trolls, he believes inherently all trolls are violent and he accepts that. he personally believes that everyone deep down is violent but it is beneath anyone to act violently towards another person, highblood or not he thinks it’s pointless. he envies those who can actually do things freely with all of the time in the world and chose it to do something he views as pointless)) also sabbath is semi self aware that this is a story and he is indeed not a main character which causes him to be rather pessimistic. he is also aware of the other timeline versions of him and in the picture the one in the far back IS him. several merged together far after the decay has taken place to become something god like. as a seer of void and technically he doesn’t exist and technically other versions of himself. does this sound weirdly broken?)) you would be wrong because he can’t do anything but sulk unless he manages to join the giant mound of bugs and flesh and bones. So he is perfectly aware unless that one ball of flesh who is technically him decides to show up and assimilate him he will die and be hyper aware of it all of the time and aware of nearly every act he is committing in other places that do not exist. and it nauseates him. that or the fact he is having visions of him as a serveral decaying versions of himself with ticks, leeches, bugs, bile, and blood all having a metaphorical party fucking up other timelines to fit their ideals of fixing things)) me when i trade being another castist highblood oc for seeing all that once was and all that will be and all that is not or something idk im not sabath, i just work here)) https://file.garden/agQ30QzKlhVH5YDa/mOth-1.png https://file.garden/agQ30QzKlhVH5YDa/IMG_8454.png #pinnedpost
there is mOre than One reflectiOn in the mirrOr. feels like a funhOuse Of sOrts when lOOking
sOnder is the feeling yOu get Once yOu realize peOple arOund yOu are all unique and have their Own hOpes and dreams. i dOn’t believe ive ever experienced sOnder. i assume it feels crushin, depressing almOst, maybe hOpeful. ill never get tO experience it.

Quiet.
sOmething is nOt as it shOuld be
i am relatively alright with the ranking i had received. B is rather nOrmal. im fine with nOrmal.
reading messages i didn’t write but knOwing that it was my accOunt whO wrOte them is a weird feeling
i wOnder hOw much wrOng i cOuld dO if i simply applied myself hard enOugh. i am nOt planning On dOing that as i believe im persOnally abOve such acts but theres always a thOught that crOsses my mind Once i see what Others are capable Of with little tO nO training. maybe it’s nOt me whO is pOsting it that is saying these wOrds but it dOesn’t matter if all is nOthing and nOthing is all and i am nOthing then these are still aspects Of my Own self #viOlence #thinking
where am i again? i cant seem tO recall.
i am… lOOking at me… i am dOwn there. but i am up here… it has my eyes. Or it is my eyes. dO i fear it? dO i cOvet it? whO knOws. #hOrrOr
i saw sOmething in the sinkhOle.
i am stuck. i am stagnant. there is an infinity and i cannOt jOin it. there is a barred enclOsure tO what i think i shOuld be lOcked finely between the inbween Of reality. perhaps it’s alright. the universe remains cruel and i remain pOwerless despite seeing what i cOuld be
the sinkhOle near my hive has stOpped mOving.
significantly dislike when individuals have things i dO nOt and purpOsely chOse tO take it fOr granted. i wOuld have wanted that. i wOuld have needed what yOu have but it cOmes sO very naturally they simply dOn’t care. #envypOsting #nOtparticularlyavent
i truly wOnder what it wOuld be like tO walk upOn a beach Once again and feel my fOOtsteps in the sand. truly feel it. being there in a mOment that was nOt a mOment that sOmething elsewhere similar tO me was experiencing.
i like tO sit in a dark rOOm next tO a lamp and pretend i’m a mOth grabbed by the instinct tO put its back tO the lOcatiOn Of the light
i fOund a wasps nest in my attic. reminds me Of sOmeOne
One time i was heading intO my hive when dawn brOke except i saw On the grOund in frOnt Of me had been a butterfly. it’s wings were shriveled and warped yet its wings had already dried meaning it wasn’t able tO fly. i put it in a bush sO that light wOuldn’t burn it. i didnt ever see it again. i think abOut that mOment sOmetimes. a mOment in time where i saw sOmething with such little time left and was never gOing tO be able tO succeed in the life it was bOrn tO live. i hOpe wherever it went, even if it is gOne, that it gOt tO see the mOOns fOr One last time






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