A young troll sits in her room. It just so happens that she was once dead, and is now a revived god. She seems to be busy spending her free time blogging about feelings and things that irritate her.
Your name is TEREZI PYROPE, and you were once VERY DEAD. You are from a BETA TIMELINE, where due to CERTAIN EVENTS you were KILLED, and spent a very long time in your DREAM BUBBLE.
However, you got BORED OF THAT, and now live with one BRO STRIDER, and DIAMONDS DROOG, both of whom you regard as a father figure.
Recently, you GOT BETTER from being dead by GLITCHING THE FUCK OUT OF YOUR TIMELINE and ASCENDING INTO GODHOOD. It sacrificed your entire timeline, but considering EVERYONE ALREADY DIED, you doubt anyone's going to care. Now you spend your days lounging around Bro's house as a NOSY CREEPER GOD.
You are also being trained in the ways of THE MIDNIGHT CREW, a PROTEGE under BRO AND DROOGS VIGILANT TUTELAGE. Someday you plan on becoming a member of the MC, and you look forward to that day with a mixture of EXCITEMENT FOR A NEW WAY TO CHANGE THE WORLD and APPREHENSION AT TURNING YOUR BACK TO YOUR OLD ASPIRATIONS.
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