Kirby, The insatiable.

Kirby was created by a group of cultists 300 years ago, using a pact of their blood and a bundle of rotten flesh achieved by letting their own sheep rot before their eyes. Upon his initial creation, Kirby stood at a simple 12 inch's in height, and sported eyes of crimson. He was unable of human speech and was deemed a failure of creating their god of famine, in the eyes of the cult leader that had monitored his creation. His pink and quiet nature was nothing like the vison he had, of the brutal monster he wished to control.

He had no idea he got exactly what he asked for.

Despite being a complete accident, one of the cultists took a liking to Kirby, and decided they would take care of him on their own in secret, instead of disposing of him as tasked. Day by day Kirby began to grow, learning how to speak simple phrases and gaining small nubs that could hold onto things, letting him eat on his own. He ate.. A lot. It started out normal with simply eating any leftover vegetables they didn't store, but overtime it was harder and harder to feed Kirby due to his constantly increasing appetite, which meant it was even harder to hide his existence.

One day, Kirby hadn't been fed enough on time, and paid a little visit to the area where they kept the little amount of sheep they had, the main source of revenue for the cultists. Kirby, proceeded to consume them until none were left. Each time he ate the serotonin he felt would only grow, leading him unable to control himself as he ate his first piece of meat.

Kirby soon realized what he had done, but it was too late. He had came to his senses only after they were already gone. The sheep's cry's of anguish were more then enough to alert the cultists as well unfortunately, leading Kirby to be jailed while they figured out what to do about him, and what to do about the loss of sheep.

The cultist who had cared for Kirby was punished severely, beaten till they were almost at their demise only to be forced to eat so they could be beaten once more. All the while Kirby was forced to sit in complete silence, by themselves, with nothing to eat.

Kirby, due to his nature and innate ability gets hungrier faster then a majority of species, but has the added advantage of being unable to starve.

So while he was fine physically, he had been practically starved of any nourishment for three entire days, with a hunger larger then ever before due to his sheep savoring he had taken part in.

On day four, after they had all decided on what to do, they came to Kirby's cell to 'finish' what they had started. They had planned to kill the small pink creature, and use his remains to bring forth their 'TRUE' god. In the image they desired.

Upon opening the door, they almost immediately regretted it. They were forced to watch as their god of famine proceeded to devour them one by one, he couldn't be reasoned with, and it was very clear their state of mind had changed drastically from how they once were compared to now. Having been starved for what felt like an eternity for him, made him lose control of his very body, and led to the demise of the entire cult.

The, ENTIRE cult. Unfortunately for Kirby, once he came to, everything was gone. He had eaten the walls off their foundation and he was now truly alone in this wretched place. He had killed the only person who showed him love. She was like a mother to him even despite her beliefs on religion and unity, and now she was no more.

Kirby wept, mourning the loss of his caretaker for hours on end, until finally he left the Cold, cultists temple.

Kirby fled to the mountains to forget all of what had happened, vowing to never hurt another mortal soul again, if he could help it. As it was what she would of wanted.

After many, many decades of residing in the mountains, swearing off of meat and living off only vegetables and the occasional fruit he could find all the way up there, Kirby decided he didn't want to be alone anymore. Now that he wasn't as young, and stood at only a bit taller then most humans, he believed he had learnt some self control. He had done a lot of thinking over the century he was gone, and he was ready to help out wherever he could. Just because he was a god of famine, didn't mean he was destined for harm.. Right?

And so he did. Making many friends and settling in a town called Vierwind, as they were the first to offer him a place stay, with bedding and food to satiate his heart. He now resides there, farming and collecting resources to help his friends go far, and even attempting to befriend his 'enemies' that he has made accidently.

Kirby eventually made his first big ally, the radio man! By scaling his radio station and making his way to the top, he was able to sit and have a lovely chat with HerbDashwell and his attic dweller, Green! Kirby then had a truly wonderful time listening in on the radio mans podcast, where using his innate frequency travel he was able to keep tabs on the bandit calamity, to kirbys request.

Kirby hadnt had a truly good moment with mortals for decades, so to be apart of something this special to him truly ment a lot. Once all was said and done HerbDashwell gave him a gift, a book containing the history of dashwell broadcasting, and a poppy as a token of friendship. Kirby treasured these dearly, bidding the radioman goodbye and returning home to keep his new items safe and sound.

Days past, and kirby grew stronger, meeting a young alchemist named kleph who supplied the town with potions, and even getting a book from an unknown person by the name of sacho. They said they were impressed with kirbys past, the deeds he had come to regret, and the actions he could never undo. But thankfully, Sacho simply wanted to compliment Kirby, entirely unaware that kirby hadnt been entirely in control.

Everything was.. Nice. Everything was well.

But then.. Something unpleasant occured. Kirby returned to find his home ramsacked of his valuables, within vierwind walls. Someone inside of vierwind had stolen directly from kirby.

Kirby was filled with dread. Hastefully making his way upstairs to his chest of treasures.. But it was too late. The thief, the TRAITOR had taken the one thing he should not of taken from him. Kirby hadnt cared about the minerals, the resources, or the enchantments. The only thing he had hoped to salvage, was Herbs book. Which is the only thing, the thief would take.

Kirby had done so much for the mortals as of late. He supported local bars, he supplied vierwind with magic, he gave those in need funding to survive, and he hadnt hurt a single soul.. This is what he got in return, for all he had done.

Kirby, was ENRAGED. Demanding to know who had done this, as it had been just to hurt him. The books had no value to anyone other then him. And yet they were gone.

Through rumors and whispers, Kirby learned of someone who had betrayed the entirety of the colony named Solstice. Looting and stealing as he pleased, before turning tail and leaving before anyone could reprimand him for his betrayal.

Kirby tried to be nice. Kirby, tried to be the best god he could be. But his inner demons, that encouraged him to consume more and more, wouldnt be quenched until justice was met.

Kirby is very disappointed.

(More will be added soon, but this is the base of how Kirby was created, why he swore an oath of peace, and where he is today. Ill make a list of accomplishments once I'm able to roleplay with him more!)