Metty Deschia

Baphomet Vtuber

The Lore

I am but a small fragment of the being "Baphomet". Fallen from the stars, I wander this plane, searching desperately for other fragments. I won't rid myself of this empty feeling that consumes my soul without them. I find the smallest slices of fragments in the things I've grown to love. Those work to soothe my soul. I can't resist wondering if this is just how life is supposed to go... Is it just constantly coping with the void in your soul? On my journey I have met them: dutiful Fragment Seekers who work tirelessly to help me find more and more and more fragments. It's with their support that I put one foot (or hoof) in front of the other in order to see what form the fragments have shattered into.

Credits for Feminine Form