I fully believe that Noelle should be allowed to go ballistic more often and that her girlfriend Susie would wholeheartedly support her apeshit moments
The first time, Seam could only remember in bits and pieces. Perhaps it had been very, very long ago. Perhaps it had been quite recently. Perhaps, and this seemed more likely, it was both at once. Ah, well, it hadn’t mattered to them then, and it didn’t matter to them now.
Back then, at least as far as Seam could recall it, the Lightners and the Darkners were not separated. There was, in truth, no Dark World at all – there were only the Darkners, serving Lightners, in their eternal and ever-marching Purpose. And they had known this relationship closer, more intimately, than almost any other Darkner.
Unlike many other Darkners, they could remember having been Made. Stitched and sewed and stuffed with cotton by a woman who looked very much like they did. Yet, although she was their Creator, she was not their God.
Their God was a young boy who, too, looked much like they did, and in the most sacred of all rituals, they were given to him, from mother to child. And, for many years, their God gave them love… if not particularly fondly, compared to the love he showed to other Darkners, Darkners who had lost their Purpose long ago now.
That was, until the Severing. They did not know the details of that day, and could not have remembered them even if they did. All they knew was that their God came to them that day a hollow shell, damaged beyond hope of repair. His right arm, removed from his torso as easily as a doll’s. His mind, a patchwork of memories and thoughts that did not reach a conclusion.
Seam could not say, if they were being honest, if that had been unfortunate or fortunate. They felt selfish for thinking so, but the years after that were the greatest of their life.
Because they had been loved, more than ever before. Because they were their God’s source of comfort, because they were something to hold, something to cry into, something to hide from the shadows with. Because they had been given Purpose.
Because they were Real.
They were loved so much then that they started to come apart at the seams, so to speak. Many times, it was accidental – it was easy to make a mistake when you had only one arm. Sometimes, it was not – it was easy to break things when your entire world felt broken. But, no matter what, it was still love, and they greeted every expression of it with a sense of belonging and completeness in their cotton heart.
After all, when you are Real, you don’t mind being hurt.
The second time they were loved, it was much the same.
It was long after they were abandoned by their God, much like the other Darkners had either been abandoned by theirs, or would later be when the New Gods, the Knight and the Prince of the Light, disappeared. They had found themselves in a new world, a shadow of the old one both metaphorically and literally, and that had meant finding a new Purpose. Many of the new Darkners that would come would believe that there had always been a Dark World, much in the same way that it was believed that, since nothing comes from nothing, there must have always been a universe, but Seam was already old enough to know differently.
Perhaps that was why, for their new Purpose, they were made the court magician, a direct advisor to the Four Kings of Castle Town, and later to the strange foreign Queen.
And perhaps, for Seam very much believed in such things, it was then fate that introduced them to Him.
Here’s my part of an art trade with @ logicpng on Instagram! Ended up wanting their trash gremlin painting some pipis to resemble Easter eggs. Gotta get that extra $$$
Welp- I’ve been a fan of Deltarune for a while so I guess I should make a persona! Tyeler is the name I go by in the light world but in the dark world I go by Bailey. The reason is because my name was either going to be Tyeler or Bailey. And I think it would be fun to use the name I could have had in the game! Also I give Spamton cookies daily because he deserves it ❤️
