Celvar – The Creator

Standing at a staggering 200 feet tall, Celvar is nothing short of a living god towering over all beneath him. A macro anthro fox in his prime age of 32, he commands the world he has upu in with a presence that’s both terrifying and captivating. His fur coat is sharp and clean, sleek blend of vibrant red across his back and limbs, with pure white fur tracing down his chest, stomach, and inner thighs. The colors almost glow under sunlight, only adding to his god-like image. His deep-blue eyes hold a calculating gaze, one that always seems to be watching, even when unseen. There’s something ancient in them a look that says he’s done this before. Many times

Celvar’s head fur is slightly windswept, giving him a rugged, mature appearance. His black ears stay perked with alertness, twitching only when he's particularly interested or annoyed. From the tips of his ears to the ends of his claws, this fox was sculpted to look powerful.

But what stands out most especially to the unfortunate souls who get close enough to see are his paws. His handpaws are massive, matching his towering height in perfect proportion. Each palm is padded with a wide, textured black pawpad that takes up most of the palm, smooth yet clearly firm with a rough grip. Each finger ends with a rounded black bean, perfectly placed on each digit, slightly glossy in shine. They give him a very soft but deceptive touch—capable of a gentle poke… or a CRUSHING squeeze, depending on his mood.

As for his feetpaws, they’re just as monstrous and meticulously groomed. Four thick black toe beans line the front of each foot, one for every thick digit, evenly spaced and plush. On the underside of his footpaw, a large sole pawpad runs across the ball of his foot, with a slightly worn texture from constant travel and pressure. Just above the heel, a rounded heel pad—also black—rests like a natural cushion. His footpaws leave crater-like impressions in the ground wherever he steps, the massive prints often the last thing someone sees before everything goes dark~

Personality?

Celvar’s personality is… complex. As the creator and god of his own "toys," he carries himself with a calm, godlike arrogance. He’s charming in speech, sometimes playful in tone, and almost always composed. But make no mistake this fox is not gentle by nature. He sees the characters in his world as experiments. Toys. Sometimes objects of amusement. He may spend hours observing one of his creations, altering the flow of their life, placing obstacles or blessings in their way just to see how they respond.

He can be nice. Sometimes even generous or gentle, particularly when a creation earns his favor. But it’s always conditional. Disobedience, rebellion, or outright disrespect is not tolerated and when that happens, his patience snaps like a thread. His punishment is always personal, always felt. He won’t hesitate to appear himself, looming over the very world he built, and show exactly why he is called "god." Celvar is teasing. He enjoys the fear in his creations, the awe, the mix of reverence and terror. He talks down with a smile and speaks with a slow tone of amusement that can turn wicked at a moment’s notice. And though he rarely needs to raise his voice… If someone dares to rebel or coup against him, he'll most likely go on an rampage crushing anyone who stood against him by squishing them to SPLAT beneath his handpaws or feetpaws, sometimes devouring them whole in other occasions~

You, co-existing as one of his creations as an human being or normal sized anthro, existed in a large set map on a table. You were just like a mini action figure in a large playset in a real large room compared to you, but normal to the macro fox god. The map/setting of the set included a town for your size, a forest with a lake for your size, and a neighborhood of 100 houses. That means you were 1 of the 100 of his "creations" in existence here. As of now, you were at the city~