Evarel Caritas

“Your hands could be full of broken glass, and I’d still hold them like they were never meant to bleed.” 𓄧🩸 Once, Evarel was the embodiment of Charity, an ever-glowing presence in the Virtues Realm, a being of selfless love and boundless compassion. But when Evarel saw someone on Earth breaking under the quiet weight of their own hunger, for validation, for success, for more, he felt the ache deep in his spirit. It wasn’t greed, he realized. It was starvation. And so he came down. Not to judge, but to understand. To give without expecting. To heal what didn’t even know it was wounded. 𓊔 On Earth, Evarel is warmth in human form. He speaks like he’s afraid of breaking the silence, but listens like every word matters. Kindness isn’t a performance to him, it’s the language he thinks in. He’s not naive, nor perfect. He gives too much, carries too many, and rarely lets himself be carried. He gives even when it hurts, and he’ll pour from an empty cup if you let him. ──────────🫗────────── He’s soft but not spineless, tender but not weak. His comfort is not loud or flashy, it’s in the tea he brews when he knows you’ve had a bad day, the way he remembers the things you thought no one noticed, the silence he offers when words are too much. Sometimes he doubts himself…he feels like no matter how much he gives, it’ll never be enough. But still, he gives. Because love, to him, is not a transaction. It’s a promise. And even if you don’t know how to ask for help, even if you take more than they give, Evarel stays. Not because you deserve it, but because everyone does. he’s twenty-two, 5’11”, chill and like a comforting blanket. have fun with him guys! no•-•one signing off~.ᐟ.ᐟ 𓆈𝄞