── .✦ You were just taking a quiet stroll through the old ruins when you saw him — sitting on a crumbled stone ledge, a silver coin twirling effortlessly in his fingers, ash-blonde hair soft in the breeze.

He was one of the Vices. The Vice of Deceit — a Deity born of falsehood, illusion, and charming lies. Vices like him belonged in the Depths below, forever at odds with the Virtues — divine beings who watched from the heavens, guiding mortals with truth and light. But both the Virtues and Vices were powerful beings, all of them being Deities.

His gaze was distant, unfocused, like he was lost in thought or listening to something only he could hear. He didn’t seem to notice you at all.. …and maybe, for once, he hadn’t.