“I am Life. I am Death.”
“I am Light. I am Darkness.”
“I am Creation. I am Destruction.”
“But, above all, I am a Mother.”

THE GODDESS

The Goddess is an entity at the level of a deity, which look is as mysterious as it is impossible to comprehend. She is believed to have created many universes, and that She is, in fact, part of them, hiding Herself in the space between dimensions, from where She can watch.She is not the kind of trying to influence in the decisions of others. In fact, She truly believes that everyone, regardless of nature or origin, even those who aren’t Her creations, are deserving of Her love. So She acts more as a force of protection, rather than a manipulator of the narrative to unfold.Because of Her love, the Goddess doesn’t just sit and watch. Whenever balance perils dangerously in a world, She will give a gentle nudge towards setting everything back in a safe motion, sometimes even sending a guardian on Her steed. They will help those in need, regardless of beliefs, so it’s usual for Her acts to be mistaken by the ones of a local deity, making it harder to know about Her. One can never be sure when it’s the Goddess the one stepping in, or another deity.One thing is sure: She is Balance. Hence, She doesn’t favor any side. Where the Darkness is suffocating, She will send agents of Light to guide those in need, so they can see the path they shall follow into victory.Where the Light is blinding, She will create children of Darkness to alleviate the tired eyes and stir life back into motion before the stillness kills all of it.She can command angels, and demons. And any creature in between, always attempting to maintain the balance between all elements. Under Her bosom, all are deserving of love.She is a Mother. She won’t influence Her children’s decisions, but will protect and guide them when necessary, always giving them the freedom of choice.

Dougal O'Connel

The Caretaker

Name: Dougal O'ConnelRace: HumanAge: 30 years old at the moment of the takeover by KindnessDougal is a tall, bespectacled man with brown, short unkempt hair and a little stubble on his chin. Back when he worked as a counselor, he would wear a light blue shirt with a checkered black-and-navy tie under an open white lab coat, a pair of khaki jeans rolled up at the ankles, and a pair of black slides.Nowadays, he wears a white ribbed sweater over a dark blue dress shirt, a light brown jacket with dark brown fabric at the cuffs and collar, dark jeans and tan shoes with laces. He can switch clothes when necessary, though, sometimes not to draw attention over him, others for more comfort in specific situations.Dougal used to work as a counselor in an orphanage, where kids would need more someone caring and able to listen to their problems and worries. It was hard work, but rewarding, helping a lot of minors to eventually get integrated in a new and caring family who would take good care of them.Yet not all of his patients succeeded. Despite his efforts with a teenager girl to save her from her depression, she ended putting an end on her suffering in the drastic way. Dougal blamed himself for being unable to help her, to the point that the man himself fell into a severe depression, needing to retire from his work for a while.A car accident happened, and Dougal ended in a comma, between life and death for months… Until, someday, he woke up, with all his wounds healed. He could never tell what happened, and it was hard to say if his memory lacks were due to sequels from the accident and the comma, or him being a natural air-head. Something that was confirmed by friends and family to be before the incident happened.Everything seemed to be fine, until, one day… Dougal just disappeared. His only goodbye note was the following one:“There are other places where they need my help, and I have the ways to offer it. I apologize for the lie, but I can’t stay. I shall set you all free.
Furthermore, I’m sorry for taking Dougal’s body and saying nothing in all this time. If it helps, he consented, and I’m making his will, as well as the one of Mother.May his soul rest in Her bosom.Kindness”

Kindness

The Angel

Name: Kindness (Uziel to those he trusts deeply)
Human Disguise: Dougal O'Connel
Age: 250 years (equivalent to 25 in human terms)
Role: Angelic servant of the Goddess (the Mother), embodiment of KindnessKindness’s true form is a draconic entity that radiates an aura of serenity and divine grace. Even his body is round, with soft forms, and luminous, covered in pristine white scales that shimmer faintly with a golden hue under light. Instead of a traditional head, he wears a smooth, featureless helmet made of a polished, ivory-like material. At the center of the helmet is a glowing golden circle, a symbol of his connection to the Mother, etched with intricate, otherworldly patterns.From the sides of his helmet, two large, feathered wings extend like fluttering ears, their soft, downy feathers in harmony to his appearance, soft and amiable despite being draconic. On his back, four pairs of majestic wings spread outward, each adorned with countless eyes that glimmer with a gentle, golden light. These eyes are independent, constantly observing his surroundings with a quiet vigilance, as if always watching over those he is meant to protect.His presence is both awe-inspiring and comforting, a paradoxical blend of divine power and gentle warmth.Kindness is the living embodiment of his title—gentle, compassionate, and selfless. He is deeply empathetic, always attuned to the emotions and needs of those around him. His voice is soft and soothing, capable of calming even the most troubled souls.Despite his divine nature, Kindness is humble and approachable, never seeking recognition or praise for his actions. He finds joy in the simple act of helping others, whether it’s through a kind word, a warm meal, or a protective barrier of holy magic.He is patient and understanding, but not naive. Having traveled the multiverse for centuries, he has seen the best and worst of existence, yet he remains steadfast in his belief that even the smallest act of kindness can change the course of someone’s life.Abilities:
Holy Magic: Kindness wields holy magic focused entirely on defense and protection. He can create barriers of golden light to shield others, heal wounds, and purify corrupted spaces. His magic is not flashy or aggressive; it is subtle, steady, and unyielding, much like his nature.Multiversal Travel: As a servant of the Mother, Kindness can traverse the multiverse, appearing wherever he is needed most.Culinary Mastery: In his human form, Dougal is an exceptional cook, known for his ability to create meals that not only nourish the body but also soothe the soul. His dishes often carry a touch of nostalgia, reminding those who eat them of happier times.Quirks and Habits:
Kindness has a habit of tilting his head slightly when listening, as if the eyes on his wings are focusing intently on the speaker.In his human form, he often hums softly while cooking, a melody that seems to resonate with an otherworldly harmony.He has a deep fondness for children and animals, often going out of his way to comfort or protect them.When in his true form, the eyes on his wings occasionally close or open in unison, as if reacting to the emotions of those around him.Backstory:
Created by the Mother as one of Her divine servants, Kindness was forged with a singular purpose: to bring light and comfort to the darkest corners of the multiverse. Unlike other angels who may wield power or enforce justice, Kindness was designed to be a beacon of hope and compassion.Over the centuries, he has traveled countless worlds, aiding mortals and immortals alike. His true form is rarely seen, as he prefers to work through different human disguises along his existence, to connect with others on a more personal level. Dougal O'Connel is his current one.Despite his eternal mission, Kindness is not without his own struggles. He carries the weight of every soul he couldn’t save, every heart he couldn’t heal. Yet, he continues his journey, guided by the unwavering belief that kindness, no matter how small, can change the fabric of reality itself.