Kanon (Nameless God)

dotsihl

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3 years, 6 months ago
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dotsihl
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Little god in an empty world.
PROFILE;

Age Not Applicable.
Species ???
Gender ...?
Pronouns She/they
Orientation ...?
Alignment Not Applicable.
Height 5'5" | 164cm
Status God.
Aesthetics;

broken glass gaps broken mirrors void static noise black-and-white monochrome white void emptiness
Traits;

Intelligence
Charisma
Confidence
Strength
Empathy
Insight
Likes
  • Stories
  • Colorful things
  • Fantasy
Dislikes
  • Herself.
  • Mirrors
  • Loneliness
Design Notes;

  • Her eyes have static on them.
  • Wears exclusively black and white clothing (mostly black). You'll never see her wearing any other colors.
  • Very round face and eyes. This is true for all versions of them.
  • As they don't really need to shower or change clothes due to no time ever passing, they always wear the same dress and hairstyle. They don't really acknowledge their own appearance too much.
  • They usually wear a serious expression on their face.
Trivia;

  • Her VC is Asami Shimoda.
  • She canonically doesn't have a name. I call her 'Alice' sometimes for the sake of convenience.
  • She doesn't know anything about gender or orientation as a whole, really.
  • They don't age, but perhaps it's just because not enough time has passed for her to? There aren't any signs time is actually moving as a whole, so she doesn't have a clue herself.
  • She sleeps a lot. But even while asleep she still is painfully aware of everything around her, so it doesn't change much. She says it's better than nothing, though.
  • She spends most of her time either writing, drawing or sleeping.
. . .

  • Faraway in space, a single hollow universe stands all by itself. Inside it is just as empty as one would expect— or not.
  • There stands a single person in the vast piece of white void.
  • As she is the only one being to exist, you may as well call her a god.
  • This small god does not know anything— does not know who she is, does not remember anything, nor has a name to call her own.
  • The moment she got aware of her surroundings, she was already a central part of the universe.
  • God eventually realized she could create anything she wanted: from entire landscapes to all of her fantasies, she could make anything she thought of real.
  • She was unable to create any truly living beings, however.
  • Perhaps the notion of knowing nothing wasn't exactly right: God instictively knew there was more to the world than just white empty spaces.
  • God was aware people existed somewhere, even if she did not know why was she so sure of this single fact.
  • Therefore, God mourned her lack of power ceaselessly.
  • Time passed, or perhaps not so much— time is a constructed concept, after all, and the void certainly doesn't know how to count, nor does it gives its god any way to.
  • But even as the time lacked in existence and presence, the God's sadness and frustration only increased. You can only distract yourself with your own toys for so long.
  • God then started to question herself: Is my knowledge reliable at all? I don't know anything. Why am I so sure I don't know anything? Why am I here? Why do I have these powers?
  • Who am I?
  • What is my name?
  • Even as the God thought and thought and thought, she could not find an answer all by herself.
  • And there was no one else to answer for her.
Playlist;

La Mersonnalité
Misato Kurematsu Feat. Hatsune Miku

My Time
Bo En

An Empty Bliss Beyond This World
Posle Poludnya

solitariat
Oliver Buckland

backroom labyrinth
Oliver Buckland

code by jiko