Ademal

This is the tale of the Epotimical iteration of Ademal, of the eye in the sky which watches, ever-vigilant, and of the mind which guards, ever-guarded.
This is the summary of a being who so lives in anticipation of the morrow that the present plays out more akin to memory than to activity.
This shall not be prose, but it shall be prosaic, for there is no narrative save the speaking of the narrator itself—those weaving words which wind about themselves, ouroborosian in their consumption, outwardly harmless in their gluttony but inwardly sadomasochistic.
This is THE NARRATOR.

Well you sure discuss yourself plenty.

Are you intentionally speaking purely in purple prose or are you just utterly lost as to what to put in this?

A Reiteration on Concept

As with any Epotimical, Ademal is the result of recursive iteration down multiply-instanced paths. It is a conundrum.
That said, it is also very simple. In basic terms: it is tall, it is androgynous, it is in possession of attractive features and musical voice. These things hardly matter except to pick it out from a crowd by, as these are the sorts of details which any Epotimical can be. What is more relevant is the mind behind which shapes this form, the thoughts which have poured into the vessel to provide its shape.

Oh, not you again.

It is a guardian, a watcher, a guide, a muse. It provides mind and minds provisions, seeking what needs to be found and supplying it to those which need it.
In this, its purpose becomes self-evident: it is a plot device.
It is there at the key moment of the story, providing heroes and villains alike with the tools for their doing or the means of their undoing.

Iterations of Ademal

Ruled Locations

• The Spark Kiln

A Two-Faced Threat

Us again.

But as said and as here spoken, it is boon and bane aike. It is chaotically lawful, self-evident in intention and opinion up until the very moment it's not, until it shifts perspectives and changes sides and becomes the Epotimical antithesis of its prior self.

Us again.

Heed: to say as such is to misunderstand it. There is no prior self, just the self. The kindness and cruelty are two sides of the same token, two hands of the same body. There's a higher orchestration at Narration here, and it begs a great question.

Do you wish to stick around and see its plot revealed?

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