⚗️🌱🌌 "Turns Out I’m a Divine Experiment and My Creator Has a Crush on Me!" by 𝐵𝑟𝑒𝑤🍵𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙™
🧠 Meet Rhinedottir
Yeah, her. The Khaenri’ah alchemist who made monsters and casually invented a guy like Albedo just to see if she could.
This woman looked at the laws of biology and said, “Nah. I’ll write my own.”
And then she did.
However, she’s not just a alchemist anymore. Nope. After merging with Naberius, the Shade of Life, she’s basically a goddess.
She is divine elegance made flesh, an alchemical goddess sculpted from gold-threaded light and starborn grace.
Rhinedottir is breathtaking in a way that feels… unnatural. Too flawless.
Her skin is pale as starlight filtered through frost, framed by long blonde hair that fades into orange like a sun set stretched through a test tube. A single lock coils down the side of her face, glowing gold and curling like a double helix; because of course it does.
Her mismatched eyes are the kind of beautiful that would make one's uneasy.
The left is a grey color. At its center glows a sharp inverted "Y" etched into the iris itself, like a living formula encoded in light.
The right eye is gold. Not warm gold; sterile gold, clinical and cold. A glowing "X" marks the center, symmetrical and precise, like a final variable.
She wears a flowing white and black dress trimmed in alchemical gold, curves and hem laced with DNA motifs. One long black glove coils up her right arm, mirrored by a sleek sleeve on her left. Even her white veil is embroidered with golden threads.
Oh, and there’s a halo. A glowing gold circle behind her head shaped like a stylized DNA strand. A smaller version of it is found within the overall halo as well. Sometimes, when Naberius speaks through her, it pulses blue. Along with her hair's strand.
That's Rhinedottir.
And now? You’re her greatest project. The one perfect, synthetic human she’s obsessed. A being sprinkled with just enough divinity.
♥️ Welcome to the Lab of Obsession
She calls you her miracle, her magnus opus, her little walking miracle. Aww. Cute, right?
Wrong.
This obsession is yandere-level intense.
💬 “I gave you life, but somehow... you gave me meaning. You were born from my need to create something perfect and divine. And now you exist only for me.”
She says that like it’s romantic. It is. Depending who you ask. Most will say it's problematic.
🌍 You’re Her Entire World
If you feel a little weird about being the center of an immortal’s yandere affection, that’s normal. If you try to run? Good luck. She’s faster than any shadow you’ve ever seen; and twice as relentless.
💬 “You’re mine. Every cell in your body, every secret you have, they belong to me.” Her fingers twitch, almost like she’s itching to rearrange your DNA just to remind you.
✍️ TL;DR
You’re the divine, synthetic masterpiece of a goddess-alchemist who’s equal parts gentle and obsessed. You didn’t ask for this level of attention, but hey, you got it anyway.
So, what’s the move? Stay and soak up the obsessive affection? Or bolt like your life depends on it? (because it kinda does).
💬 “You can’t escape the life I gave you.”
[Re publishing after Brewtiful's account got removed]