hecky was apparently going to be the god of the spoils of conquest but then the second part of their being smacked them in the back of the head. they never even asked for it to happen, it just kinda did. it's said they can often be seen riding somewhat awkwardly along the horizon of a sun that has risen just too much to no longer look majestic in an uglyish wagon they made themself being drawn by a heavenly blobfish. their sacred animals are the blobfish, the carrier pigeon, and the capybara; the plant most often associated with them is that one type of little potted cactus you can find at hardware stores. physically, they are described as a four-foot-tall chubby humanoid with electric lime skin, pointy little teeth, no nose, large lavendar eyes, two long curled tail-like appendages instead of hair, no genitals, and small floppy ears. they have small wings but they cannot fly with these wings, and they wear a choker of the smallest stars in the sky. hecky is just kinda resigned to their fate but still a little disappointed in themself. they're sorta chill but they can get frustrated with the way things are going sometimes. the shrines dedicated to them cross just a little too much into looking kitschy to be taken super seriously, and no painting for them by any great artist is memorable among the other, greater jewels that artist produces. despite not being seen as the most serious god, hecky is still popular among the common people for their relatability.