Chronos
An old man in a pristine white robe. A crumpled roll up in his mouth. He seems to have not a care in the world. He appears to be around sixty, but gives an air of one who started to look old in his twenties, and will continue to look the same indefinitely. His eyes sparkle with a joy for life, and crease at the edges in a permanent semi-smile as though he is the only one who gets the joke.
Divine Domains
Time
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