The Keeper
I kinda just slapped this shit here and can’t really be arsed to update it. It’s old. Oh well, you get to look at some slightly old lore I guess. Most of this is irrelevant to the main happenings of GSe anyway.
The guy who made everything. He was spawned in by accident, had free will, and then chaos basically took another form. He just gets up to shit by making new worlds most of the time, then he finishes the project once sentient beings spring up, and then he moves onto the next thing.
He tends to get a bit chatty, so he can answer some of his own details, but in non-italicized text.
His existence is a bit weird since he (likely) won't actually come up in text (at least until way later), but he's still responsible for a couple things that happened a long time ago, like the Archeophim's existence and the construction of the basis of the realm. He's what happened when I got a bit too excited trying to come up with the cosmology of this place to the point that it ended up leading back to chaos and a randomly generated god, so uh.
He spawned in by RNG, then got thrown out of the SoC after condensing half of it. He sat around on the surface of the SoC for a bit, accumulating thought and then began making stuff, beginning with a simple cube platform for himself to stand on. From there, he began constructing various shapes and refining them. Slowly, he developed a basic understanding of geometry and then proceeded to make a huge-ass geometric tree thing.
Generic Information
(Pardon the vacuum sealed “shirt”, I wasn’t feeling creative when I drew the portrait). This is also a somewhat old design, but I’m noncommittal to any changes I’ve made.
Name(s): (Before he prattles, it's Celenos). In terms of a proper name that isn't just a title, I'm quite fond of Celenos. Admittedly, I forgot to name myself for a while despite naming the Archeophim myself. They did have a name for me, but it doesn't quite translate into written or normally spoken sound. The name Celenos came from my friend, Alex. She's from a seperate Earth than K/E-4R-05/TH, so I doubt anyone would know of her.
Titles: I tend to maintain order, so the Keeper seems rather suitable.
Nickname(s): I've been called a rather... broad range of nicknames, including but not limited to: Cel, Cell, Cellophane, No-name, Nameless, or Mitochondria, of all things.
Gender: Perhaps I don't seem particularly masculine in my presentation, but I'd say that's what I am. (He's somewhere in the realm of masc.)
Age: Um... around 14 billion orbits or so? I lost track quite a while ago. (Physically appears early 20s or so).
Birthplace: You can't quite see it from where you are, but there's this vast ocean of static. I just happened to spawn in there one day. (the Chaos)
Current residence: Same place as I've ever been, just in the centre of Dansia. (an interdimensional “station realm” between a bunch of different universes; exists on the same plane as the chaos, but it’s still within the “corporeal” dimension.
Occupation: Like I mentioned previously, the title tends to reveal the job. I see to the upkeep of the realms by neutralizing the Chaos's reach.
Religion: I can't say I belong to a particular one or that any religions really know about me. It's a little bit boring behind the curtains.
Voice: Not very deep. I thought I simply spoke a bit more softly, but I've been told I sound like a robot or similar. Apparently it's because of how little expression I have, or something along those lines. I didn't think I was that monotonous. I just don't speak with many inflections...
What do they think of themself? I'm... alright. I can't say I think much either way.
Appearance/Physical Specifics
On his appearance: I've been told it's a little bit unsettling to look me in the eyes since I lack pupils. I can understand, but by this point, I think it'd be more jarring for me to suddenly give myself pupils, especially when they serve no function for me.
On his clothing: Other people seldom ever see me, so I see no point in giving myself much decadence in clothing. I will just wear whatever I deem comfortable enough.
How do they feel about their appearance? I rarely ever see myself, so I don't have much of an opinion on it. I think I look fine.
Story-specific Information
On his divinity: I can't say I have much of an opinion on it. It's simply how I am. I was created within the chaos, and I since I didn't know what to do with my time, I decided to create as well. By doing so, it just ended up being that I became a creator of worlds. The position is quite overblown, really.
On his abilities: I have complete verselian manipulation—everything the Archeophim can do. I could open another physical realm, if I so wished, but I’m presently already working on one, and I prefer not to have multiple projects at the same time… (unlike me, the writer) I could manipulate the abstract, the oneiric as I wish, but they are self-functioning so I do not need to. If there is anything I struggle with, it is the Xeiris.
Oneiric Field: I don't really think there's much there. The last time I checked, it was fairly empty. I can’t say I think that much…
Life History
What were the circumstances of their birth? I was spontaneously generated by the Sea of Chaos. It just happened to give rise to a concept that was not ephemeral for once. I'd imagine other entities have maintained form before me, but seeing what I did to the Chaos, I believe I'm the first of my kind specifically. I haven't disintegrated yet, and at this rate, I'm starting to think I won't.
Occupation
On his work experience: I've served my role long enough now that I can do it subconsciously for the most part, so I suppose I'm fairly experienced in that regard. But if you're talking about work experience that could be hireable within human societies, I'm afraid I'm sorely lacking.
Personal Life
What do they live in? (living conditions) I have my little platform where I spend most of my time. I don't really have too many items. It's fairly... uniform? Minimalist, maybe? (With greebled cubed and random crystalline ivy, sure.)
What does a nice evening look like to them? Evenings aren't really a concept I'm overly familiar with since there isn't really a day cycle in Dansia, but if I had to answer... maybe just something relaxing and quiet. Maybe I could track down a hurricane and see what it's like at the eye of the storm?
What is the state of their bedroom? I don't have a bedroom, but I suppose that the small platform I have serves a similar function. It's fairly neat, but that's more of a function of me not having many possessions.
Do they have any comfort/important items? If yes, what and why? No, I can't say I do. I don't really have many connections to any mortals since I seldom ever leave Dansia. If a friend gave me something, then perhaps, but that hasn't quite happened yet.
Do they have any secrets? If yes, what? I don't think I have enough going on in my life to warrant me having any secrets. Well... I... no, hmm, maybe I do have one. (He is referring to the time he sneezed and duplicated the first realm.) ...I didn't have good control over myself at the time. Do not fault me for a beginner's mistake.
Plus some half-assed “redesign” that I didn’t commit to. That said, his actual design would look halfway between this and the one above.
