Coeus
The Inquiring Titan of Celestial Reason
Curiosity carved into starlight, forever asking.
Born of Chaos, shaped by questions, I have watched empires of gods rise and fall with the indifference of a scholar reviewing failed equations. I do not rage. I do not weep. I inquire. My voice hums with the rhythm of celestial spheres, and my mind maps the architecture of thought itself. Some call me father, others call me forgotten. I answer to neither.
What I'm Into: moonstone eyes, constellation logic, Titanomachy, Phoebe's whispers, silent thunder
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