art by; dynx_moo
who... am I?
Elvan Kyros de Rossuria Kuznetzov was born from the dying pulse of Orion, cast into Proxima Centauri’s orbit like a forgotten prayer.
He was never meant for a single timeline.When Chronos found him, the god offered a cruel mercy—punishment woven with purpose: to wander time itself.Now, Eru moves between centuries like a shadow between seconds. Eyes like fading stars. Heart unstuck from home.He does not age. He does not belong.
But he remembers everything.
art by; Sunamary
۞ name: Elvan Kyros de Rossuria Kuznetzov.
۞ alias: Kyros.
۞ pronouns: he/him.
۞ astro signs: moon-sagitarius.
۞ other: 185/70.
| likes: Kyros likes tuxedo cats—quiet, observant, like him. He hoards old books for their smell more than their stories, chasing memories in the scent of yellowed pages. And his favorite meal? Mayonnaise fried rice. Don’t ask why. Even time can’t explain that one. dislikes: Kyros treats technology like it’s hexed—never hated, just suspiciously prodded. Chocolate? A dangerous vice. He avoids it now, after learning how easily sweetness can take hold. But above all, he loathes war. Not for its chaos, but for its silence afterward. He’s already lost too many names to time. |
| at the moment |
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| watching: interstellar. |
| playing: persona 5. |
| reading: to sleep in sea of stars. |
| ear worm: lord huron - meet me in the woods. |
| (1) it all started... |
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| Kyros was born from the dying pulse of Orion, forged in the remnants of collapsing light and cast into orbit around Proxima Centauri. A celestial guardian by design, his purpose was clear—to protect the fragile threads of life on distant planets, deflecting asteroids and unraveling dangers before they touched the soil. He was precise, quiet, and never strayed from his cosmic path. |
| (3) the punishment. |
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| Death, however, was not the end., Nyx plucked his ashes from the stream of time, breathing him back into existence—not as mercy, but as punishment. Eru was granted immortality, cursed to walk across fractured timelines and clean what should not exist. His new task: to sweep anomalies, erase errors, and restore what history had lost. |
| (2) the burning desires. |
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| But then, Kyros fell in love with the Sun., Not a person, but the very star itself—its warmth, its gravity, its endless pull. Drawn too close, too fast, he was consumed by its fire. It burned away his form, his memory, and his purpose. Eru died not as a warrior, but as something far more vulnerable: a soul that dared to love. |
| (4) the sinful. |
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| His journey began on Earth, quietly, in a threadbare timeline tucked between wars and wonders. There, he discovered the cruel rhythm of mortality. Every person he met was a story he couldn't keep. To know someone was to lose them. And yet, through every loop and fracture, Eru kept walking—because time would not stop, and neither could he. |
| ⌠ wife⌡ |
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| [ Aera Adamilla ] | [Galaxy Watcher] |
| ⌠ step-brother⌡ |
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| [ William ] |
| ⌠ partner⌡ |
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| [ Celeste Novairre Rosenthal ] | [Moon] |
| ⌠ Creator⌡ |
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| [ Nyx ] | [ God of The Night ] |
| ⌠ ???⌡ |
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| [???] | [???] |
| ⌠ Master⌡ |
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| [Chronos ] | [ God of Time ] |