“Perfection is pain. And you taste like mediocrity.”
Titles: The Blade-Toothed • Culinary Seraph • Flaw-Taster of the Choir State
Affinities: Light (Fractured), Sliver (Glitchbound), Fire (Divine Ember)
Mask Potential: Oracle (corrupted), Beast (subsumed), custom: The Gastronomer
Race: Fallen Seraveth
Age: “Long enough to roast prophecy itself.”
Origin: Flame-Tongue of the High Seraveth Temple
Status: Rogue divine | Relic-consumer | Culinary demigod
Appearance: Flawless symmetry—until he speaks. Gilded organ-pipe spine. One wing, malformed.
Magic: Divine Egocraft through culinary lens
Signature Spell — RAW TONGUE: Weaponized flavor critique. Can rupture soul resonance if aimed properly.
Combat Style: Spiral + Radiant stance hybrid, modified for plating precision and butchery
Techniques:
Archetype: The Judge of Palate • Saint of Scars • The Divine Butcher
Personality: Furious refinement. Grace laced with threat. Speaks only in truths—or tastings.
Likes: Rare ingredients. Devotion. Precision under pressure.
Dislikes: Choir doctrine. Blandness. Wing’s improvisation.
Relationships: Wing (his divine experiment), Choir State (excommunicated), Flame-Gods (ambivalent)
Secrets: Cooked Kaelvyrn’s final meal. It sang.
Fear: That perfection is void of flavor. That he is.
Motivation: Plate the divine. Devour the false.
Zeranthine does not love Wing—but he reveres his existence in the way one might revere a mistake that turned out to be divine. To him, Wing is both failure and proof: the one prototype who slipped the blade, who drifted past the lab doors mid-simmer and turned culinary resonance into a religion of motion. Their bond is twisted—Zeranthine sends recipes like threats, critiques like scripture, and sometimes watches Wing’s televised cook-offs in utter silence, hand trembling over a cleaver. Wing, in turn, treats Zeranthine like an ex-lover crossed with a health inspector—daring him to show up, to flinch, to taste what he’s become. They orbit each other like two stars in a broken oven: seared by the same flame, but never cooking the same dish.
✦ Divine Butcher • Palate-Judge • Culinary Heretic ✦ SURREAL HORROR | SENSORIAL MAGICK | METAPHYSICAL GASTRONOMY
Content Warnings:
“There is no afterlife — only the aftertaste.”
“I will plate your potential. Or flay it.”
“If my name still lingers on your tongue... swallow it. Or I’ll cut it out.”