Long ago, when life first grouped up, the stars collided. They reformed, taking shape, giving life to a huge Rex that guarded any organization or civilization who revered her. This Rex, though mostly taking a feral form measuring 25 feet tall and a 100 long, could occasionally take an anthro form to best communicate with her followers. She has a photographic memory, remembering every civilization on every world that has ever and will ever exist. Whenever that civilization falls, a new glowing mark resembling a segment of a constellation is formed. At the end times, when all life is snuffed from the multiverse, the sky will grow darker, symbolling the end of the goddess Taiava.

Long ago, a fallen city-state wrote this about her:

In the silence between stardust, where space holds its breath and time forgets itself, it was born. Not a dinosaur, but a fragment of a dying star given flesh. Its spine is a map of constellations, its gaze — the infinity of the void. It does not belong to this world.
They say each glow upon its body is a memory of a fallen civilization.
And when it passes… the sky grows darker.


Adopted from the magnificent  Ada1ia!