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…and a copy of the Book of Everything pops into the Great Library.

 

Ælaaré glances over “THAT’S-INTERESTING. A-NEW-CHAPTER-OF-THIS-WORLD-COMMENCES.”

 *it disintegrated after Zeem read it*

 *Zeem also wrote it in a language impossible that he created to read even with Eyes of the Runekeeper or Comprehend Languages or anything that would allow someone to read languages, and nobody can learn it unless Zeem directly teaches them how to read it even if an additional copy of it existed which is impossible because of all of the magical precautions Zeem placed on it*

 I’m not powerful (nearly) enough to try and overpower your magics, so I guess the book is locked in Limbo forever, as my tiny force trys and pulls a copy into The library.

So instead:

Ælaaré feels a powerful pull as they try to create a book. They know it must be a god, much, much stronger than them

”INTERESTING. A-NEW-OVERGOD. NO POINT IN TRYING TO GET THAT ONE.”

*So real quick you have the Knowledge domain, right? I also have it so I want to differentiate myself from this aspect of yourself in some way*

*I have a question: so I gain 800 followers a day, but I’m in a domain so I gain a bit extra, how much do I gain each day?*

Ælaaré’s daily ‘summons’ bring more to their cause as they work with townsfolk to make sure every last Townsfolk is literate in at least one common tongue, and language learning resources are readily available.

(Up to 90 now, so Ælaaré will have a few people as higher-ups)

*Fiabrath has 6742 followers!*

Ivis is sitting on a storm cloud, watching a village.

Elikam and their followers are building houses and other buildings in a secluded valley.

Archfey might intro a new character.

Fiabrath’s land has grown since becoming an intermediate god, the mountains to the south are larger,  same with the lake in the centre. The woods to the east are more wild, with all sorts of creatures and spirits. There is a now a obelisk in the centre of the lake, which the people use for religious rituals.

Fiabrath’s people have advanced quite a bit. They now have a village around the lake, with cobblestone paths, which looks as if it was in the medieval period. There is also a small council of shamans, spellcasters that now wear purple cloaks and a deer skull. There is also farms throughout the village. Lively Music fills the village, children play in the streets as a man paints. The village is full of life, with all sorts of people selling things, making art and having fun.

Fiabrath is sitting atop a mountain, looking at everything.

*oh wait I was ninja’ed*

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Fiabrath’s land has grown since becoming an intermediate god, the mountains to the south are larger,  same with the lake in the centre. The woods to the east are more wild, with all sorts of creatures and spirits. There is a now a obelisk in the centre of the lake, which the people use for religious rituals.

Fiabrath’s people have advanced quite a bit. They now have a village around the lake, with cobblestone paths, which looks as if it was in the medieval period. There is also a small council of shamans, spellcasters that now wear purple cloaks and a deer skull. There is also farms throughout the village. Lively Music fills the village, children play in the streets as a man paints. The village is full of life, with all sorts of people selling things, making art and having fun.

Fiabrath is sitting atop a mountain, looking at everything.

 Ivis flies over to them, a rainbow trail following them.

”Heeeeeeello!”

“Oh, greetings! Have I met you before?”

“I think so! Maybe not. There are a lot of gods.” Fiabrath notices a winged gold cobra resting in Ivis’ antlers.

“Uh, you have a snake on your antlers, is that normal?”

When you get closer to Fiabrath’s land you notice that everything looks like paint.

“Yep! Perfectly normal. Is your domain made of paint?”

“Well… it is, but it doesn’t feel like paint!”

“Here, sit down.” They say, gesturing towards the part of the mountain next to them.

He sits down. A few birds land on his antlers.

Fiabrath looks out to his domain, he seems proud, not just for himself, but also for his people.

“It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you… I’m so proud of them, they have come a long way.”

“You should be. It’s amazing.”

They begin to cry. “I just- I am at a loss for words.”