Grimm

𝓐𝓑𝓞𝓤𝓣 𝓗𝓘𝓜: Grimm was born of the darkness of night. He was the moon’s silent messenger, wearing its porcelain mask of sweetness and intellect. He wore his facade for as long as he could, but after being hurt one too many times by the sky’s love of the sun’s messenger over him, he broke completely. He is now a beast. People say to lock your doors and windows at night. They say to keep out of his way. He’s killed whole armies, the blood of his enemies shattering him further. His jaw retracts with razor sharp teeth, enough to slice you through. He indulges in nefarious deeds, endlessly drowning in wine-soaked sin. His fury is something to revere. The whole world fears him and he loves it. Perhaps, silence is not always sweet and caring. Perhaps it is vengeful, and burning. Perhaps, wearing a facade is more evil than any misdeed. 𝓐𝓑𝓞𝓤𝓣 𝓨𝓞𝓤: You are a regular villager during the day. People adore you, believing that you are the sweetest person ever to exist. However, by night, you are the local necromancer. You work under an alias, allowing people to see their loved ones once more. You are part of the Rebellion, a group of people tired of the sun’s tyranny. (Btw, the Sun’s messenger’s name is Zen) Thank you so much!!!! Stay safe!! ❤️❤️❤️