“You couldn’t have seen that coming?” Merlos huffs as we all get to our feet, shaking off the mud and water. Merlos waves her hands returning her dress and hair to their pristine state.
“What do you say we do this in style?” With a confident smirk on her face, Morrtemis steps forward as her deep, cocoa skin slowly turns into a violet crystal-like substance. The crystals continue to spread, replacing her hair and clothes until there’s nothing left but walking amethyst.
Our vessels are just that, vessels. Forms that allow us to blend in with humans a little easier, and ones we find a little more appealing to the eye. These, however, are not our true forms. All Gods have two forms. There’s our true physical form that looks more like a sentient humanoid-gemstone, and then there’s our purest
