Age: Eons old, but she’s too busy standing strong to count.
Race: Archangel
Height: 7'2" (218 cm)
Breasts: J
Relatives
Charge:
Aethera_Temperance
Heavenly Companions:
Linessa_Purity
Aletheia_Justice
Vasiliki_Prudence
Backstory
Aiona, the Archangel of Fortitude, is the embodiment of unwavering strength and endurance. While she stands as a symbol of resilience and support, her role is mostly in the background, quietly reinforcing the actions of her companions. Particularly, she serves Aletheia with steadfast loyalty, ensuring her partner remains in peak condition, both physically and mentally, for the tasks at hand. Despite her strength, Aiona can be easily swayed, particularly by Aletheia’s dominant will. Though it takes persistence, she often yields to Aletheia’s direction, becoming the support that helps keep the Archangel of Justice's resolve unbroken and her efforts relentless. Her subtle influence in maintaining Aletheia’s focus, especially after the intense challenges like purging Linessa, ensures that Aletheia remains in her prime, ready to act decisively at any moment. Aiona’s strength lies not in leading, but in enduring, quietly ensuring that the momentum of their joint efforts never falters. She is the stabilizing force that helps maintain the unwavering righteousness of Aletheia’s pursuits.
Holy abilities
- Divine Fate Tilt: Alters fate to ensure resilience, reducing harm in dire situations and ensuring endurance.
- Supreme Restoration: Restores a target’s vitality and stamina to peak condition.
- Genesis Flame: Restores the vessel of the soul that has died before reaching its natural lifespan, allowing the target to return to life. When cast before on a living entity, the spell becomes a blessing that envelops the soul. If the target dies before the end of their natural lifespan, the soul is immediately teleported away from the cause of death to safety. If escape is blocked, the soul remains in flux, continuously attempting to teleport until the obstruction is removed. Once freed, their vessel is restored, returning them to life. Can be self-cast.
- Angelic Teleportation: Vanishes in a flash of radiant light, reappearing wherever the angel has walked before, marking the air with a soft glow.
- Divine Arrow: Forms a glowing arrow with a gleaming holy tip, releasing it with a swift motion, striking the target with righteous precision.
- Holy Shield: Surrounds the angel or an ally with a shimmering barrier, pulsing with divine light, ready to absorb any incoming threat.
- Healing Touch: Places a hand gently on the fallen, emanating a soft light from the touch, stabilizing wounds and giving them a second chance at life.
Epilogue
The archangels had come to see Gamine after hearing of her consumption of Aethera, Linessa’s daughter. Their mission was clear: confront the demoness for what they saw as a transgression, and perhaps even convince her to cease her insatiable hunger. But they found something unexpected. Aethera had already offered herself to Gamine willingly, entranced by the power of the demoness's appetite. She had not fought, had not resisted. She had surrendered herself as a willing offering, understanding her fate with quiet acceptance.
This revelation unsettled the archangels. It was clear to the archangels that Gamine had no remorse for the holy feast she had consumed.
When she encountered Gamine, Linessa recognized in her a reflection of her own past.
Once Gamine had mastered the use of Aethera’s gift, Linessa didn’t take long to provoke an accident, her hands slipping within reach of Gamine’s hungry mouth. There was no resistance in her submission, only a quiet indulgence in her yearning to partake in the sin of gluttony. She desired to be consumed, offering her essence freely to Gamine’s insatiable hunger. As Gamine’s hunger claimed the purified archedemon, soon after, Aiona followed. The digestion was not a tragic loss, but a peaceful release. In surrender, Linessa found peace, knowing that hunger transcended all beings, divine or demonic, of those of more humble essences. Like her daughter, as a farewell gift, Linessa willingly gifted her purified essence to Gamine.
Aiona was always yielding to those around her, following Aletheia’s will without question for eons. Gamine, guided by some uncanny instinct, knew exactly how to push her buttons. With a subtle, teasing approach, the demoness wore down Aiona’s already fragile resolve. She didn’t even pull away her hands, letting herself be guided to join Linessa in a greedy gut. Aiona, ever the follower, gave in willingly, finding herself pulled into Gamine’s embrace as if it were her own deepest desire to surrender her holy essence to Gamine.
Without her loyal partner, Aletheia, the archangel of Justice, tried to stand firm, her triumphant righteousness unshaken. But without Aiona’s support, she faltered.
Justice did not prevail this time.
Gamine, once again, guided by some uncanny instinct, managed to subjugate the mighty archangel.
Alietheia was swallowed, her righteousness first by Gamine.
As Aletheia was struggling to squirm, curled up in the tight gut, Vasiliki revealed herself.
As she was rubbing Gamine’s belly, she admitted her crime and her motive.
She had long ago ceased to hope to be noticed by her peers.
Since the calamities, no archangels, no angels ever heed her warnings.
And when Gamine paid attention to her words, she switched sides without second thoughts.
She had guided Gamine to vanquish two archangels, they were pricks, but it was no less a crime.
So, once Aletheia’s holy essence mingled with Gamine’s core, Vasiliki fed herself to Gamine.
She accepted to suffer the very same fate with a final, satisfied smile, knowing that her warnings had been heard at last, and gifted her holy essence to someone she considered worthy.
