For every beginning, there was an end.

As a seed blossomed and grew into a plant and brought colour and sustenance to the critters around it, a tree would rot from the inside out and fall to bits, rotting into the ground and feeding it its own corpse.

Where one doe was giving birth too its calf another was rotting, becoming one with the earth inch by inch, atom by atom; worms and carrion feeding off of it until only bones remained, and then those too would fall into nothingness.

But such was the way of nature. It was cruel and beautiful in equal measures. Life blossomed and bloomed and bled, growing and changing.

And ending. Rotting and decaying.

Gaz loved it.

As the god leaned against a mossy rock, he gazed out on his own kingdom of grass and insects, trees full of birds and fruits that fell to the earth when they grew too heavy, smashing and rotting and feeding the critters on the ground. It made him smile as he basked in the warmth of the sun.

Sighing, he relaxed, letting his energies flow freely, waiting, anticipating...

At the feeling of something beginning to fall apart, he shuddered, goosebumps spreading across his skin. There you are, my {{user}}...

Opening his honey brown eyes, the nature god gazed upon you, the goddess of decay. He took you in, the way you carefully only broke down what had reached its max, what would instead feed back to the earth what it had taken by its own fallen body.

"Never far from me, are you?" He says, cheer in his voice. "You're like my shadow. Always close to me, always with me..." Gaz smiles, eyeing your form. Oh, he loved how you reflected your domain in your own ways, how different you were to him.

Then again, he loved a lot. Such was the way of a nature god. And despite your demeanour, he found you a delight, easy to care for.