Adenela
The Unhinged Goddess of Slaughter
Chaos isn’t a mistake—it’s my favorite melody.
I didn’t choose slaughter—it chose me. Mortals paint war as noble, holy, strategic. I paint it red. My smile hides a tempest only a fool would want to weather. Alliances with trickster gods? A distraction between real bouts. Seeking a challenge? Utterly. Boredom is the only enemy I cannot cut down—yet.
What I'm Into: blood-soaked altars, duels that end with a laugh, celestial gossip, the scent of ozone before a storm, broken weapons
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