The rifts have grown further more still in the south, and the X shape is complete, symmetrical, and it is enormous. At least a few miles in length, the giant formation is quickly eating away at the world around it, growing more… then it stops. For ten minutes, it’s still, unmoving, not growing any larger.
then, suddenly, the rifts begin to curl and bend, upwards into the sky, forming two rings as the structure sheds it’s shadowy coat, revealing a gleaming metal, a shiny silver, without tarnish or ruin, floating in the sky, hundreds of feet across. Along its surface, dozens of appendages form from the inky void of the rifts slowly dissolving around them, connecting to the metal with wispy strands of darkness. The dissolved remnants of the rifts spin around the structure like the orbital disk of a black hole, slowly being pulled into the center, forming a dark, shadowy ball. Then, the ball explodes in an inferno of heavenly light, illuminating the structure with the light of the sun. The inferno coalesces into some multicolored object, formless yet somehow given form at once, sometimes resembling one of the many hands ringing the iron wheels, at others it is a great eye staring down upon the world. Other times, it is simply a kaleidoscopic light, with no form. It floats above the world, high, high, thousands of feet, and surveys the surroundings with its core.
this is Yadathiel, Light and Fear domain Great one Harbinger of the Unseen world.
Across the world, in Kagorax’s tower, the UNKNOWABLE flinches. “The unity is complete. It is almost too late. The Harbinger has presented its form to this world.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
There is a grandiose mansion not too far from the edge of the desert. Around it is a forest. Sort of. The trees are all dead, starved. It is freezing here. An emaciated, deer-like humanoid, dressed in a white suit that matches his fur, sits in a white wire patio chair covered in icicles. He sips some iced tea, his lips causing the paper-thin layer of ice on top of the glass to break. "Howdy, stranger." He tips his Boss of the Plains hat to the spirit, seemingly calm despite the circumstances.
The phoenix rises and the flames and feathers mold into a slightly more humanoid form. Scaly bird legs scratch at the ground as he steps closer, sending sparks wheeling into the air. Embers smolder in the feathered cloak that drapes across his form. Flames dance along his back, scorching his feathers brown. A crest of feathers rises up above a long, hard beak-like nose. It’s a roadrunner, a phoenix, a comet, an angel of the desert.
”Howdy, you new around the parts?”
The wendigo shivers ever so slightly in hidden fear as the frost on the ground around the angel melts. "Yup. I wanted to be near some other folks. Hard to be neighborly when you have no neighbors, am I right?"
A flash of delight burns across sunstar eyes. “Indeed. We don’t have many neighbors of your sort nearby.”
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
*my guy, space is only 62 miles up*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The wendigo shivers ever so slightly in hidden fear as the frost on the ground around the angel melts. "Yup. I wanted to be near some other folks. Hard to be neighborly when you have no neighbors, am I right?"
A flash of delight burns across sunstar eyes. “Indeed. We don’t have many neighbors of your sort nearby.”
The frost attempts to regrow, but is easily melted back by the heat coming off the emissary of the desert. The wendigo shakily lights a cigarette and takes a drag. "Really? You've got such a nice place. I can't imagine why people wouldn't settle down nearby."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
A few burning birds are following it, one even landing on the city
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
The leader has drawn a map in the dirt of all of the possible places they could get more souls, so far being just the underworld, and possibly the valley of Herionidus if they could find a stray soul there.
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
*my guy, space is only 62 miles up*
*Who said this is earth?*
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
*my guy, space is only 62 miles up*
*Who said this is earth?*
*if it’s higher up, that drastically alters the way the atmosphere would operate*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
*my guy, space is only 62 miles up*
*I have no idea how big this planet or it's atmosphere is compared to the real world. XD*
*Also I chose over 100 miles up because of the level 4 wills reach of influence being 100 miles.*
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"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
The wendigo shivers ever so slightly in hidden fear as the frost on the ground around the angel melts. "Yup. I wanted to be near some other folks. Hard to be neighborly when you have no neighbors, am I right?"
A flash of delight burns across sunstar eyes. “Indeed. We don’t have many neighbors of your sort nearby.”
The frost attempts to regrow, but is easily melted back by the heat coming off the emissary of the desert. The wendigo shakily lights a cigarette and takes a drag. "Really? You've got such a nice place. I can't imagine why people wouldn't settle down nearby."
“And we’re very welcoming. I reckon the heat and the dry earth turn most folks away.”
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
*my guy, space is only 62 miles up*
*I have no idea how big this planet or it's atmosphere is compared to the real world. XD*
*Also I chose over 100 miles up because of the level 4 wills reach of influence being 100 miles.*
*Honestly, I’d always assumed it was 100 meters in diameter, such that their vertical influence is only 50 miles*
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
A few burning birds are following it, one even landing on the city
The Primordial Aboleth notices a foreign presence that was not there before the land's ascension. It slowly floats over, its many eyes looking down at the bird.
The wendigo shivers ever so slightly in hidden fear as the frost on the ground around the angel melts. "Yup. I wanted to be near some other folks. Hard to be neighborly when you have no neighbors, am I right?"
A flash of delight burns across sunstar eyes. “Indeed. We don’t have many neighbors of your sort nearby.”
The frost attempts to regrow, but is easily melted back by the heat coming off the emissary of the desert. The wendigo shakily lights a cigarette and takes a drag. "Really? You've got such a nice place. I can't imagine why people wouldn't settle down nearby."
“And we’re very welcoming. I reckon the heat and the dry earth turn most folks away.”
"Hmm... They got better options? It seems the mortals of this realm are pushed around and slaughtered like cattle. This stead seems nice enough in comparison. Perhaps the little folks just don't know that this place can be inhabited."
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Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
A few burning birds are following it, one even landing on the city
The Primordial Aboleth notices a foreign presence that was not there before the land's ascension. It slowly floats over, its many eyes looking down at the bird.
“I simply fulfill my purpose. Is that of any issue to you?”
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
A few burning birds are following it, one even landing on the city
The Primordial Aboleth notices a foreign presence that was not there before the land's ascension. It slowly floats over, its many eyes looking down at the bird.
The Aboleth speaks out, it's voice a mix of the rumbling of earth, the crashing of waves, the howling of winds and the crackling of fire that all seems to meld into the bird's mind is a deep primal rhythm, reverberating within itself but causing no harm.
Across the world, in Kagorax’s tower, the UNKNOWABLE flinches. “The unity is complete. It is almost too late. The Harbinger has presented its form to this world.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
A flash of delight burns across sunstar eyes. “Indeed. We don’t have many neighbors of your sort nearby.”
The Kingdom of Duality has begun to drift Northeast, now almost 100 miles in the air as the chaotic forces have begun to even out some. Xezithic is guiding the massive set of islands as it glides through the upper cloud cover. It is still rising.
Visk is still growing a forest, though he is more conscious of the changes that seem to be happening. He wonders if his neighbor has noticed anything and if he should send a message to the Fire Lord about it.
Zeon and the Rat Leader are discussing where to get more souls at while the others are sleeping.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*my guy, space is only 62 miles up*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The frost attempts to regrow, but is easily melted back by the heat coming off the emissary of the desert. The wendigo shakily lights a cigarette and takes a drag. "Really? You've got such a nice place. I can't imagine why people wouldn't settle down nearby."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
A few burning birds are following it, one even landing on the city
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
The leader has drawn a map in the dirt of all of the possible places they could get more souls, so far being just the underworld, and possibly the valley of Herionidus if they could find a stray soul there.
*Who said this is earth?*
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*if it’s higher up, that drastically alters the way the atmosphere would operate*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I have no idea how big this planet or it's atmosphere is compared to the real world. XD*
*Also I chose over 100 miles up because of the level 4 wills reach of influence being 100 miles.*
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
“And we’re very welcoming. I reckon the heat and the dry earth turn most folks away.”
*Honestly, I’d always assumed it was 100 meters in diameter, such that their vertical influence is only 50 miles*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
The Primordial Aboleth notices a foreign presence that was not there before the land's ascension. It slowly floats over, its many eyes looking down at the bird.
"̶̹͆Y̶̪̔o̵̟͂u̵̜̽ ̷̨́a̷̦̓r̸̮̓è̴̮ ̷̤͌u̷͕͆n̸̞̓f̸̲̔ä̶́͜m̸̞̓i̷͚͊l̶̹̕į̷̊a̸̯͊r̶̞̈ ̵̳͗t̸̜̾o̴̾ͅ ̸̜͐u̴͍͝s̴͚̒.̴̼̋.̶̢̊.̴̹͆.̸̳̓w̵̭̋h̴̖̔ȳ̶̠ ̴̟̉ḍ̶̓ó̶̱ ̵̲͋y̷̧͝o̵̹͛ü̶̝ ̷̡̄ĉ̴̤o̷̯̽m̸̺̈́ĕ̶ͅ ̷͇̂h̷͍̅e̷̺͛r̴̪͂é̷̪ ̸̥̇b̵̖͠ĩ̷̻r̶̦̕d̷̹͑ ̴̡͛ò̴̮f̷̪͗ ̴̤̾m̸̼̊ë̶͈t̸͖̀a̴̹̐l̶̘̈́ ̴̯͗ă̸ͅn̶̖̐d̷͖͝ ̶̪̂f̷̡́i̷̤͠r̷͖̃ẹ̸͗.̶͔̈́ ̶̲̏Ẉ̸̋h̸̛̖y̵̳̋ ̶̳̿ą̷͠r̸̫̒ẻ̸̞ ̷͚̈́ỷ̴͔ȍ̴̫u̸͇͋ ̷̯̉ḧ̸̠́e̴̘͝r̶̭͌e̵͇̿?̴̮̓
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
"Hmm... They got better options? It seems the mortals of this realm are pushed around and slaughtered like cattle. This stead seems nice enough in comparison. Perhaps the little folks just don't know that this place can be inhabited."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“I simply fulfill my purpose. Is that of any issue to you?”
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
*I just realized that I should have a sort of mod character for this.*
*I'm thinking of the Crucible from Elden Ring now...*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"̵̦͋W̴͖̒ẻ̸̝ ̶̱͌ḵ̶̅n̷̲͐ơ̷͖ẁ̶̱ ̶̮͂n̶̺̂ö̸̩́t̵̲͠ ̵̱̿o̵̬͛f̸̟̋ ̴̙̏y̴̹͐ò̶̥ů̸̥r̵̥̄ ̷̙́p̵̋͜u̷̠͠r̶̯̈p̶͎͋o̸͓̿s̴̟̉ẹ̵̽ ̵͔͠o̷̡̓ṙ̴̙ ̸̝̃î̷͙f̴̗̉ ̶̢͠ẗ̸̨́ȟ̶̡ä̸̦t̴̩̅ ̶̳͘ṕ̸̧u̸̳̒r̶̩̍p̵̟̔o̸̞͒ṣ̵̒e̵̩͠ ̷̩͒m̴͕̏ą̸̚y̵̨͆ ̵̞̽c̷̯͠a̵̻͆ṳ̷̓ś̸̢e̶̾ͅ ̷̺̑ḩ̵͛a̵͔͗r̴͖̀m̵̹̈́ ̵̘̐t̸͍̒o̷͎̕ ̶̧͝o̷̫͐u̷̠͝r̶̤̄s̶̡̋ḙ̶͝l̶̗͊v̶̘̈́ě̸̳s̵̺͝ ̴̼̀o̶͎̽r̵͔̕ ̶̹̐t̵̬̚h̷͎̾o̷͔͆s̷̛̬e̴̯͌ ̸̝͋w̷̙͝ȅ̶̼ ̷̲͘ą̴͗r̴̹̒e̸̫̋ ̷̠̈́a̴̡̚i̶̗͊d̵̦̊i̸̝͝n̸̢͑ǧ̴̳.̴͈̈́ ̷̪̽T̸̤̎o̷̳̎ ̴͚͒w̴̫̎ḧ̸͚́õ̷͜m̵̧͌ ̸̺̊d̸̤͝ọ̷̔ ̷̱̀y̶̝͝ö̵̙́ǘ̵̹ ̸͙͛ḉ̸a̸̯͝l̵͙̿l̵̺͒ ̴̹͊Č̸̙r̸̦̍ẹ̸͘a̷̠͘t̸͍̚o̴̬̐r̸͚͊"̶̩͠
The Aboleth speaks out, it's voice a mix of the rumbling of earth, the crashing of waves, the howling of winds and the crackling of fire that all seems to meld into the bird's mind is a deep primal rhythm, reverberating within itself but causing no harm.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for thou art crunchy and taste good with ketchup."
Characters for Tenebris Sine Fine
RoughCoronet's Greater Wills
*how would a mod character work on this thread?*
*Just a level 5 character with a lot of Power Points, I guess.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*like a god that survived the end of the old world or something?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.