Board Thread:Mythical Roleplay/@comment-29818417-20180619041146/@comment-34928186-20180621193542

Shizuki mindly walked along a field with her black dress trailing behind her. She was a frail looking thin god since she spent most of her time down in the dark murky depths of swamps and many places like basements. She not sarcastic nor emotionless, but not overly kind either. She believed too much or too little emotion showed a form of weakness one couldn't control so her emotions were chosen by herself daily. Each day would seem to be a theme and today's was calm. She enjoyed her calm days as she spent them alone doing her job at a little pace since it was easy leading souls to the next life. Now since medicene was up there wasn't many people dying as much and everyone lived longer so the god physically in her mid 20s began to become quite senile in other god's definitions.