‘’Close your eyes, it’ll be like the Everdark sky, I ask that you act is if you did not see me’’

Valerian was born in a middle class desert town family, his mother was a weaver who made strong and sturdy tarps to cover the tents of the peasants with in order to reflect heat off of their homes and keep them cool.

His father was a soldier in the army who advanced high enough to be the general’s right hand man, he had a way to avoid war if possible but tore down and destroyed enemy nations with precise attacks when needed, often resorting to black magic and weather attacks.

Valerian was the third of five children, his older brother became an army recruit and his older sister went on to become a dancer in one of the kings palaces, she kept in touch with the family over messenger birds.

As his little brother fell ill he sent a bird for her which arrived too late having his little brother die of a preventable illness, when his little sister later was trampled to death by the enemy forces in an invasion his bird once again did not get the message on time and caused him great stress and sadness.

Valerian lost his older brother in the war, his father fell in battle and his mother was burned to a crisp with the other weavers when the army came for them, he was left alone with little to no purpose as he decided to dedicate his life to communication from afar and began breeding different birds using magic to make faster and more evasive ones dodging a majority of arrows.

He eventually managed to make ‘’The Valerian Singer’’ who would be fast enough to get the job done and go anywhere in record time, soaring above the clouds and dive down on the spot getting the message across.

He managed to use the quick-information system of the birds to make his homeland gain an upper hand as they ambushing and taking them all by surprise became an easy task.

The enemies were infuriated, no longer able to enslave, kill and eat his people they sought out to take him down as the one who caused them the painful loss.

He was hiding in a small village in the north hoping to remain with his wife and children when the enemies decided to infiltrate enemy nations and circle around and invade from the north taking his children and wife hostage, the nation of the evil enemies slaughtered his daughters in front of him and took his sons and wife from him making him promise to take all of his birds out of the sky.

As he was holding his side of the deal he had his youngest son returned to him, he told his father not to hold him but he wouldn’t listen as his son cried that the mother and brothers had been murdered and he had a spell on him to make him explode.

He had to hold his son one last time taking the risk as the boy blew up in his arms causing him to suffer injuries he could not recover from, he bled in the sand under the moonlight and was approached by the goddess of the white rabbit, she came down from the sky and knelt down beside him placing the back of his head on her lap.

‘’Are you here to take me to the other side?’’ he asked.

‘’I am not, your work saved a lot of people and the gods have decided to grant you a position with us, when a message has to be on time, you will be there.

When someone is lost you will guide them to safety

When someone is in danger and help is close enough you will guide the help there, all in the from of a bird.’’

‘’Can I just die?’’ he replied to the goddess who chuckled with a sleeve in front of her mouth and shook her head no.

He went on to heal and sat up telling her ‘’I’d rather not, I would much rather be with my loved ones now’’ he said.

‘’We do not always get what we want’’ she told him and sighed, knowing his pain as she handed him the deity power.

He nodded and accepted his fate, he shows up to guide the lost, deliver messages and at times he takes people to someone in need to make them help another person out.



A four winged majestic bird is often the sign of him, and while not an immortal god he does not often stop to talk with anyone, when asked if he’s Valerian, he more or less tells people ‘’Forget you saw me, act as if I was never here’’

A god kept by word of mouth as any form of worship, temple or church or other mysteriously transformed into something else as he, despite wanting to help you, did not want to exist as he grieves his loved ones, hoping to never connect once again and be hurt.


Character bio by  Wawa and modified a bit by me.

Art by Rofeal of DA (https://www.deviantart.com/rofeal)