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Name.       NIKOLAUS IGNATIAS.
KNOWN AS.       SON OF IGNATIA, NIKOLAUS.
gender.       MALE, HE/HIM.
sexuality.       BISEXUAL.
date of birth.       10/04/1994.
age.       30.
occupation.       SCULPTOR. [?]
birthplace.       rotterdam, netherlands.
current residence.       indonesia.persona.       MELANCHOLIC.
positive traits.       hard-working.
neutral traits.       confidential.
negative traits.       nihilistic
hobbies.       sketching.height.       187cm
eyes.       light blue.
hair.       black.
build.       well-build.

001   :       he has a black cat named Bean that is now nine years old in age. before that, he used to have a cat that is also bean's mother named cheddar, but she died because of kidney's failure.002   :       he is lactose intollerant, but still enjoy yoghurts and ice cream sometimes, even if he always ended up with severe stomach-ache.003   :       he has scars; one underneath his eye, one on his scalp, and the others are around his torso and legs. most of this due to his past.004   :       he dislike horror movies, actively avoiding any movies or genres that includes horror genre. he mostly dislike western horror movies.

LIKES.       outdoor activities
LIKES.       cute and fluffy items
LIKES.       warm food
LIKES.       cats
LIKES.       trinket-makingDISLIKES.       ketchup or tomato sauce
DISLIKES.       rainy days
DISLIKES.       coffee
DISLIKES.       lizzard or reptilia
DISLIKES.       crowded placeWORRIES.       syringe
WORRIES.       loud noises
WORRIES.       thunder storm
WORRIES.       dark places
WORRIES.       medicine

arc 001   :   the bethel.       in the deepest part of rotterdam, stand the majestic cathedral of bethel — renowned for its traditional pursue in catholicism. they believe that the messiah has not yet bestowed upon them, has not yet grant them the salvation written in the prophecy. they spend their whole life praying, begging, pleading for salvation, believing that one day a deliverer will come and promise them salvation.arc 002   :   the prophecy.       in the monastery of bethel, the sound of whip cracking and a cry echoes deep in the nun's chamber. punishment, while unbearable, must be given to those who cannot resist temptation. knees planted to the marble floor, hands clasping into a pray, sr. ignatia prayed and begged for the mercy of god — or perhaps the enraged bishop. and when asked of whom had ripped her from innocence, she declared; "This is the child of god, the promised deliverer of the humankind. he had came to my chamber and prophet me to carry his child."

arc 004   :   the deliverer.       as the child born to the world, the bishop took him under his wings after the verdict of ignatias banished her from the cathedral. if the child is indeed a deliverer, then he must soon convey that glory will be granted upon his return. but years passed, the child do not even possess the capability to speak, read, nor write. he would only stare at the sky with his eyes that is as clear as the sky as if hoping for such freedom granted to a mere child like him.arc 004   :   salvation.       it has been since forever he was held here, further down from the ground of the monastery where they took him. enforced to be able to speak his mind, to read many verses in bible, and to write a beautiful poems, he lived a life where to be a deliverer, he must conquer hardships. he lets them cut him open, from the smoothest part of his skin to the hidden crook and cranny of his body. like dinner he is, feeding their hunger with his own body yet he lets them be. for how many times they shaped him, he had no clear count until someone promise him salvation.

arc 005   :   a sinner.       soon, they realize that he is no other than just a mere child, not a deliverer nor a promised prophet. they released people to come and hunt him down from his run, to kill his mother, to erase the existing sin that tarnished the holy ground of bethel. for how long he had run the rocky path down from rotterdam to this place, he never took it to count before. but he promised him salvation, and the promise was paid off in the end.arc 006   :   a blasphemer.       remember, that there will never be a god that promise salvation nor justice. no one had saved you from those hungry hyenas screaming for food from their god. remember, nikolaus. you are not one of them. you are never one of them. you are no longer a deliverer and a savior. you are nikolaus, my child, our child — who will ensure that you erase the existence of god with your bare hands.remember what i told you about sculpting, my child? it is an offering to us, chosen ones.

Senja elara mahardika

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