i think you're almost done. did you remember to add the ability to reproduce?
“Um, I think so.” He says before he goes over and latches his mantis claws onto one of the Derendians and checks his work. After a bit he detaches and looks back over at Okhmus. “I did!”
"GOOD. NOW SET THEM LOOSE INTO THE WORLD"
“Ok” Rendy says as he communicates with his antenna and the swarm of Derendians take off, scattering to find new places to live.
i think you're almost done. did you remember to add the ability to reproduce?
“Um, I think so.” He says before he goes over and latches his mantis claws onto one of the Derendians and checks his work. After a bit he detaches and looks back over at Okhmus. “I did!”
"GOOD. NOW SET THEM LOOSE INTO THE WORLD"
“Ok” Rendy says as he communicates with his antenna and the swarm of Derendians take off, scattering to find new places to live.
The Fathomless is placing agents in all of the major places of the world, attempting to find out more about Happy's, and other wills, activities.
One of the agents finds the true Happy Chaos, and an army of altered headed towards somewhere. Happy doesn't have his revolvers, nor his usual mad grin on his face.
The agent reports happies position to TF, who teleports to happy. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!"
Happy calmly puts a finger up “Making a choice some might consider a mistake.” He sounds solemn, but unmoving in his choice.
"I see, I have not traverse the oceans of this world yet, maybe I will do so in the near future."
Soon, Korzirak has finished shrinking down, taking on the appearance of a bulky snapping Tortle made of darkness, his eyes and mouth still radiating white light. He is still a good ten feet tall, but his smaller form makes it easier to pick up tools and use them.
Slayer keeps walking, eventually back at Forerir's lands.
"I would recommend it, but it is not my place to do so."
When The Nameless King finishes his shrink he has gone from a colossus to a giant, his armor and spear shrinking along with his body. He kneels down and begins to mold the building once more, easier with his smaller form, although still not perfect.
Rendy looks around the fiery landscape curiously. The longer they are there, the more Rendy’s body begins to change. The white fur on his little body begins to change to a fiery blend of yellows, oranges, and reds. His abdomen turns obsidian black and begins to show veins of molten magma tuning along it’s surface. His wings becomes a dazzling lava lamp display of fiery colors that shift with every flap, his normal harmless wing dust now turning into nutrient rich ash that falls on the ground. His horn-like protrusions on his head turning into volcanic rock and his antenna look like thin molten glass. His eyes are the only thing that stays the day, their normal bright and friendly blue.
Xezithic would thing for a bit, still curious about the boys lack of fear in it. “How far have you traveled from your home, child?”
Korzirak would help as well, being a bit more experienced with tools and building due to the influence of Mephilia in his creation.
He notices the change from him Rendy and smiles at the beautiful of his new form “You look amazing Rendy. Such an amazing form indeed.” He continues walking, eventually reaching a mansion that just screams Slayer somehow.
“I actually live in a village near here, although I believe they would be terrified of something like you, I think I’m a unique case.”
With their combined work they make a home someone would want to live in, much better than what he was doing previously.
"I see, I have not traverse the oceans of this world yet, maybe I will do so in the near future."
Soon, Korzirak has finished shrinking down, taking on the appearance of a bulky snapping Tortle made of darkness, his eyes and mouth still radiating white light. He is still a good ten feet tall, but his smaller form makes it easier to pick up tools and use them.
Slayer keeps walking, eventually back at Forerir's lands.
"I would recommend it, but it is not my place to do so."
When The Nameless King finishes his shrink he has gone from a colossus to a giant, his armor and spear shrinking along with his body. He kneels down and begins to mold the building once more, easier with his smaller form, although still not perfect.
Rendy looks around the fiery landscape curiously. The longer they are there, the more Rendy’s body begins to change. The white fur on his little body begins to change to a fiery blend of yellows, oranges, and reds. His abdomen turns obsidian black and begins to show veins of molten magma tuning along it’s surface. His wings becomes a dazzling lava lamp display of fiery colors that shift with every flap, his normal harmless wing dust now turning into nutrient rich ash that falls on the ground. His horn-like protrusions on his head turning into volcanic rock and his antenna look like thin molten glass. His eyes are the only thing that stays the day, their normal bright and friendly blue.
Xezithic would thing for a bit, still curious about the boys lack of fear in it. “How far have you traveled from your home, child?”
Korzirak would help as well, being a bit more experienced with tools and building due to the influence of Mephilia in his creation.
He notices the change from him Rendy and smiles at the beautiful of his new form “You look amazing Rendy. Such an amazing form indeed.” He continues walking, eventually reaching a mansion that just screams Slayer somehow.
“I actually live in a village near here, although I believe they would be terrified of something like you, I think I’m a unique case.”
With their combined work they make a home someone would want to live in, much better than what he was doing previously.
“Thank you! Is that your house?” Rendy asks curiously.
”I can understand that. Does your willingness to interact with a being like me cause…conflict with other mortals?”
”This should be suitable” Korzirak says looking at their work.
"I see, I have not traverse the oceans of this world yet, maybe I will do so in the near future."
Soon, Korzirak has finished shrinking down, taking on the appearance of a bulky snapping Tortle made of darkness, his eyes and mouth still radiating white light. He is still a good ten feet tall, but his smaller form makes it easier to pick up tools and use them.
Slayer keeps walking, eventually back at Forerir's lands.
"I would recommend it, but it is not my place to do so."
When The Nameless King finishes his shrink he has gone from a colossus to a giant, his armor and spear shrinking along with his body. He kneels down and begins to mold the building once more, easier with his smaller form, although still not perfect.
Rendy looks around the fiery landscape curiously. The longer they are there, the more Rendy’s body begins to change. The white fur on his little body begins to change to a fiery blend of yellows, oranges, and reds. His abdomen turns obsidian black and begins to show veins of molten magma tuning along it’s surface. His wings becomes a dazzling lava lamp display of fiery colors that shift with every flap, his normal harmless wing dust now turning into nutrient rich ash that falls on the ground. His horn-like protrusions on his head turning into volcanic rock and his antenna look like thin molten glass. His eyes are the only thing that stays the day, their normal bright and friendly blue.
Xezithic would thing for a bit, still curious about the boys lack of fear in it. “How far have you traveled from your home, child?”
Korzirak would help as well, being a bit more experienced with tools and building due to the influence of Mephilia in his creation.
He notices the change from him Rendy and smiles at the beautiful of his new form “You look amazing Rendy. Such an amazing form indeed.” He continues walking, eventually reaching a mansion that just screams Slayer somehow.
“I actually live in a village near here, although I believe they would be terrified of something like you, I think I’m a unique case.”
With their combined work they make a home someone would want to live in, much better than what he was doing previously.
“Thank you! Is that your house?” Rendy asks curiously.
”I can understand that. Does your willingness to interact with a being like me cause…conflict with other mortals?”
”This should be suitable” Korzirak says looking at their work.
“House isn’t the right word, more like a home, although my library isn’t finished yet.” He takes them inside, and the inside is amazing.
“Not any more than I already had. I was already shunned by my village so nothing has really changed.”
The mortal runs down The Nameless King’s shoulder and goes into the home, cheering “Now we only have to do that a few hundred more time.”
“House isn’t the right word, more like a home, although my library isn’t finished yet.” He takes them inside, and the inside is amazing.
“Not any more than I already had. I was already shunned by my village so nothing has really changed.”
The mortal runs down The Nameless King’s shoulder and goes into the home, cheering “Now we only have to do that a few hundred more time.”
“Ooohhh” Rendy says in awe, flying up to explore everything.
”I see. Your village doesn’t sound like a good hime…what about your parents…?”
”Well then, we better get started then. You could use the practice anyways”Korzirak says as he goes and starts gathering more materials.
“I hoped you would reply like this. Let’s go to the library.” He walks to the library, a far too large room full of books and haikus.
“Both my parents are dead, tried to fight vampires a long time ago. It doesn’t bother me much anymore.”
“Let’s get to it.” He jumps off the mountain, leaving a crater and begins gathering things from the base of the mountain.
Rendy looks around curiously at the books in the library.
”Hm…have you considered finding a different place to live that is more welcoming?” The Aboleth asks.
The two of them would continue to work on more houses, getting quick and better at it as they go due to all the practice.
Slayer takes him to a section on symbiotes, not having many books, but having very detailed books on a few subjects.
“I may not like it, but that place is home to me. My family is there, and I’m one of the only people that can help enough.”
After a while all the homes are built, and the Nameless King thanks them for their help, knowing it would have taken much longer without them.
Rendy looks over at them excitedly. In the “heat” of his excitement, he creates some Derendians that look like his current fiery form. They all squeak excitedly, and now Slayer has a couple dozen fluffy and fiery moth creatures buzzing around his library.
”I see, so you provide for them”
Korzirak simply says. “It simply seemed like a good thing to do, no thanks is required.”
“House isn’t the right word, more like a home, although my library isn’t finished yet.” He takes them inside, and the inside is amazing.
“Not any more than I already had. I was already shunned by my village so nothing has really changed.”
The mortal runs down The Nameless King’s shoulder and goes into the home, cheering “Now we only have to do that a few hundred more time.”
“Ooohhh” Rendy says in awe, flying up to explore everything.
”I see. Your village doesn’t sound like a good hime…what about your parents…?”
”Well then, we better get started then. You could use the practice anyways”Korzirak says as he goes and starts gathering more materials.
“I hoped you would reply like this. Let’s go to the library.” He walks to the library, a far too large room full of books and haikus.
“Both my parents are dead, tried to fight vampires a long time ago. It doesn’t bother me much anymore.”
“Let’s get to it.” He jumps off the mountain, leaving a crater and begins gathering things from the base of the mountain.
Rendy looks around curiously at the books in the library.
”Hm…have you considered finding a different place to live that is more welcoming?” The Aboleth asks.
The two of them would continue to work on more houses, getting quick and better at it as they go due to all the practice.
Slayer takes him to a section on symbiotes, not having many books, but having very detailed books on a few subjects.
“I may not like it, but that place is home to me. My family is there, and I’m one of the only people that can help enough.”
After a while all the homes are built, and the Nameless King thanks them for their help, knowing it would have taken much longer without them.
Rendy looks over at them excitedly. In the “heat” of his excitement, he creates some Derendians that look like his current fiery form. They all squeak excitedly, and now Slayer has a couple dozen fluffy and fiery moth creatures buzzing around his library.
”I see, so you provide for them”
Korzirak simply says. “It simply seemed like a good thing to do, no thanks is required.”
He looks at the moth creatures, and suddenly he decides to make a unique giant bat for each of them, each of them different from another “I like moths, I love them.”
“I have to, because no one else can.”
“Unfortunately some refuse to do things, even if they were good things to do.” He sits, the mountain rumbling from that, causing a small rockslide as he watches the mortals.
He looks at the moth creatures, and suddenly he decides to make a unique giant bat for each of them, each of them different from another “I like moths, I love them.”
“I have to, because no one else can.”
“Unfortunately some refuse to do things, even if they were good things to do.” He sits, the mountain rumbling from that, causing a small rockslide as he watches the mortals.
The Derendians look at the bats curiously before one of them flies up to one of the bats. Suddenly the little moth creature would land on the bat’s bat as the mantis-like arms grow long and pierce the bat’s shoulders and chest. The claws and the legs of the Derendians then begin to fuse with the bat, mutating the creature.
“Well, I would be fine to converse with you whenever I pass through this place. As would my aspects.” Xezithic says.
”Hm…this is unfortunately true.” Korzirak says as he observes the mortals. “It might seem like a worthless act to us, immortal beings with the power to create and destruction to our hearts content. But such a small kindness, no matter how insignificant to us, has a way of shaping a mortal’s life completely. As can a single small act of cruelty.”
He looks at the moth creatures, and suddenly he decides to make a unique giant bat for each of them, each of them different from another “I like moths, I love them.”
“I have to, because no one else can.”
“Unfortunately some refuse to do things, even if they were good things to do.” He sits, the mountain rumbling from that, causing a small rockslide as he watches the mortals.
The Derendians look at the bats curiously before one of them flies up to one of the bats. Suddenly the little moth creature would land on the bat’s bat as the mantis-like arms grow long and pierce the bat’s shoulders and chest. The claws and the legs of the Derendians then begin to fuse with the bat, mutating the creature.
“Well, I would be fine to converse with you whenever I pass through this place. As would my aspects.” Xezithic says.
”Hm…this is unfortunately true.” Korzirak says as he observes the mortals. “It might seem like a worthless act to us, immortal beings with the power to create and destruction to our hearts content. But such a small kindness, no matter how insignificant to us, has a way of shaping a mortal’s life completely. As can a single small act of cruelty.”
Slayer watches bemused by the mutations, beginning to write down what is happening before his eyes, “So all that you create are symbiotes, amusing.” He then archives the knowledge along with the rest of his books.
“As I you, if you ever come by again I’d be happy to talk.”
“Our power seems immeasurably to them, truly limitless. Though we know our own limits, we must show that we are as mortal as them, although it different ways. I hope to show them that I can fall, but I will help them until I do.” He grows back to his original size “I like you, do you seek allies?”
He looks at the moth creatures, and suddenly he decides to make a unique giant bat for each of them, each of them different from another “I like moths, I love them.”
“I have to, because no one else can.”
“Unfortunately some refuse to do things, even if they were good things to do.” He sits, the mountain rumbling from that, causing a small rockslide as he watches the mortals.
The Derendians look at the bats curiously before one of them flies up to one of the bats. Suddenly the little moth creature would land on the bat’s bat as the mantis-like arms grow long and pierce the bat’s shoulders and chest. The claws and the legs of the Derendians then begin to fuse with the bat, mutating the creature.
“Well, I would be fine to converse with you whenever I pass through this place. As would my aspects.” Xezithic says.
”Hm…this is unfortunately true.” Korzirak says as he observes the mortals. “It might seem like a worthless act to us, immortal beings with the power to create and destruction to our hearts content. But such a small kindness, no matter how insignificant to us, has a way of shaping a mortal’s life completely. As can a single small act of cruelty.”
Slayer watches bemused by the mutations, beginning to write down what is happening before his eyes, “So all that you create are symbiotes, amusing.” He then archives the knowledge along with the rest of his books.
“As I you, if you ever come by again I’d be happy to talk.”
“Our power seems immeasurably to them, truly limitless. Though we know our own limits, we must show that we are as mortal as them, although it different ways. I hope to show them that I can fall, but I will help them until I do.” He grows back to his original size “I like you, do you seek allies?”
“They are like me, so yes” Rendy says proudly. Soon the bat’s mutation is complete, taking in the same fiery appearance Rendy and his children have. They even have the long tail that the Derendians have with a glowing end that radiates energy. While the bat would have been alarmed at first, it soon discovers that it is unharmed, and infact much strong, faster, and more perspective then before, and is now sharing its thoughts and memories with the Derendians, making them collectively smarter.
”As would I. What would I call you mortal?”
”An alliance would be beneficial, yes. While I would like to keep things peaceful, we both know conflict is inevitable. But I can see that you will side with protecting the mortals first, as would I.”
He looks at the moth creatures, and suddenly he decides to make a unique giant bat for each of them, each of them different from another “I like moths, I love them.”
“I have to, because no one else can.”
“Unfortunately some refuse to do things, even if they were good things to do.” He sits, the mountain rumbling from that, causing a small rockslide as he watches the mortals.
The Derendians look at the bats curiously before one of them flies up to one of the bats. Suddenly the little moth creature would land on the bat’s bat as the mantis-like arms grow long and pierce the bat’s shoulders and chest. The claws and the legs of the Derendians then begin to fuse with the bat, mutating the creature.
“Well, I would be fine to converse with you whenever I pass through this place. As would my aspects.” Xezithic says.
”Hm…this is unfortunately true.” Korzirak says as he observes the mortals. “It might seem like a worthless act to us, immortal beings with the power to create and destruction to our hearts content. But such a small kindness, no matter how insignificant to us, has a way of shaping a mortal’s life completely. As can a single small act of cruelty.”
Slayer watches bemused by the mutations, beginning to write down what is happening before his eyes, “So all that you create are symbiotes, amusing.” He then archives the knowledge along with the rest of his books.
“As I you, if you ever come by again I’d be happy to talk.”
“Our power seems immeasurably to them, truly limitless. Though we know our own limits, we must show that we are as mortal as them, although it different ways. I hope to show them that I can fall, but I will help them until I do.” He grows back to his original size “I like you, do you seek allies?”
“They are like me, so yes” Rendy says proudly. Soon the bat’s mutation is complete, taking in the same fiery appearance Rendy and his children have. They even have the long tail that the Derendians have with a glowing end that radiates energy. While the bat would have been alarmed at first, it soon discovers that it is unharmed, and infact much strong, faster, and more perspective then before, and is now sharing its thoughts and memories with the Derendians, making them collectively smarter.
”As would I. What would I call you mortal?”
”An alliance would be beneficial, yes. While I would like to keep things peaceful, we both know conflict is inevitable. But I can see that you will side with protecting the mortals first, as would I.”
“Well I should have a room for you, and your new friends.” He gestures to the new mutants, and suddenly there is a door to a lavish room, somehow perfectly made for Rendy.
“My name is Anthony. Thank you for asking.”
“I know the struggles of war and of death. I’ve experienced both firsthand, in my world everything was broken, and wars were fought in attempt to fix it. Eventually I become famous from the wars I fought, as a god of war of sorts.” *Sorry gtg.*
“Well I should have a room for you, and your new friends.” He gestures to the new mutants, and suddenly there is a door to a lavish room, somehow perfectly made for Rendy.
“My name is Anthony. Thank you for asking.”
“I know the struggles of war and of death. I’ve experienced both firsthand, in my world everything was broken, and wars were fought in attempt to fix it. Eventually I become famous from the wars I fought, as a god of war of sorts.” *Sorry gtg.*
*See you later!*
Rendy would fly into the room and look around, he and his children squeaking and buzzing with excitement.
”Anthony. I will remember it. I am Xezithic.”
”I see, well I accept your offer, should we form a Mythos to solidify it?”
“Well I should have a room for you, and your new friends.” He gestures to the new mutants, and suddenly there is a door to a lavish room, somehow perfectly made for Rendy.
“My name is Anthony. Thank you for asking.”
“I know the struggles of war and of death. I’ve experienced both firsthand, in my world everything was broken, and wars were fought in attempt to fix it. Eventually I become famous from the wars I fought, as a god of war of sorts.” *Sorry gtg.*
Rendy would fly into the room and look around, he and his children squeaking and buzzing with excitement.
”Anthony. I will remember it. I am Xezithic.”
”I see, well I accept your offer, should we form a Mythos to solidify it?”
*I’ve got a bit more time.*
The room is amazing, Slayer waves goodbye to them as the door closes, leaving them in the room, the lush bed in the center.
“I believe not. I do not wish to bring you into anything I will have to deal with.” *Just imagining these two side by side is an awesome image.*
“Well I should have a room for you, and your new friends.” He gestures to the new mutants, and suddenly there is a door to a lavish room, somehow perfectly made for Rendy.
“My name is Anthony. Thank you for asking.”
“I know the struggles of war and of death. I’ve experienced both firsthand, in my world everything was broken, and wars were fought in attempt to fix it. Eventually I become famous from the wars I fought, as a god of war of sorts.” *Sorry gtg.*
Rendy would fly into the room and look around, he and his children squeaking and buzzing with excitement.
”Anthony. I will remember it. I am Xezithic.”
”I see, well I accept your offer, should we form a Mythos to solidify it?”
*I’ve got a bit more time.*
The room is amazing, Slayer waves goodbye to them as the door closes, leaving them in the room, the lush bed in the center.
“I believe not. I do not wish to bring you into anything I will have to deal with.” *Just imagining these two side by side is an awesome image.*
All the Derendians and Rendy go and cuddle up into a big fluffy pile of cuteness and sleep.
”I understand. Still…if you call for aid, I will answer.” Korzirak says.
*Yeah, big bad kaijus fighting together would be epic*
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“Thank you very much” Rendy squeaks happily.
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Happy calmly puts a finger up “Making a choice some might consider a mistake.” He sounds solemn, but unmoving in his choice.
He notices the change from him Rendy and smiles at the beautiful of his new form “You look amazing Rendy. Such an amazing form indeed.” He continues walking, eventually reaching a mansion that just screams Slayer somehow.
“I actually live in a village near here, although I believe they would be terrified of something like you, I think I’m a unique case.”
With their combined work they make a home someone would want to live in, much better than what he was doing previously.
“Thank you! Is that your house?” Rendy asks curiously.
”I can understand that. Does your willingness to interact with a being like me cause…conflict with other mortals?”
”This should be suitable” Korzirak says looking at their work.
“House isn’t the right word, more like a home, although my library isn’t finished yet.” He takes them inside, and the inside is amazing.
“Not any more than I already had. I was already shunned by my village so nothing has really changed.”
The mortal runs down The Nameless King’s shoulder and goes into the home, cheering “Now we only have to do that a few hundred more time.”
“Ooohhh” Rendy says in awe, flying up to explore everything.
”I see. Your village doesn’t sound like a good hime…what about your parents…?”
”Well then, we better get started then. You could use the practice anyways” Korzirak says as he goes and starts gathering more materials.
“I hoped you would reply like this. Let’s go to the library.” He walks to the library, a far too large room full of books and haikus.
“Both my parents are dead, tried to fight vampires a long time ago. It doesn’t bother me much anymore.”
“Let’s get to it.” He jumps off the mountain, leaving a crater and begins gathering things from the base of the mountain.
Rendy looks around curiously at the books in the library.
”Hm…have you considered finding a different place to live that is more welcoming?” The Aboleth asks.
The two of them would continue to work on more houses, getting quick and better at it as they go due to all the practice.
Slayer takes him to a section on symbiotes, not having many books, but having very detailed books on a few subjects.
“I may not like it, but that place is home to me. My family is there, and I’m one of the only people that can help enough.”
After a while all the homes are built, and the Nameless King thanks them for their help, knowing it would have taken much longer without them.
Rendy looks over at them excitedly. In the “heat” of his excitement, he creates some Derendians that look like his current fiery form. They all squeak excitedly, and now Slayer has a couple dozen fluffy and fiery moth creatures buzzing around his library.
”I see, so you provide for them”
Korzirak simply says. “It simply seemed like a good thing to do, no thanks is required.”
He looks at the moth creatures, and suddenly he decides to make a unique giant bat for each of them, each of them different from another “I like moths, I love them.”
“I have to, because no one else can.”
“Unfortunately some refuse to do things, even if they were good things to do.” He sits, the mountain rumbling from that, causing a small rockslide as he watches the mortals.
The Derendians look at the bats curiously before one of them flies up to one of the bats. Suddenly the little moth creature would land on the bat’s bat as the mantis-like arms grow long and pierce the bat’s shoulders and chest. The claws and the legs of the Derendians then begin to fuse with the bat, mutating the creature.
“Well, I would be fine to converse with you whenever I pass through this place. As would my aspects.” Xezithic says.
”Hm…this is unfortunately true.” Korzirak says as he observes the mortals. “It might seem like a worthless act to us, immortal beings with the power to create and destruction to our hearts content. But such a small kindness, no matter how insignificant to us, has a way of shaping a mortal’s life completely. As can a single small act of cruelty.”
*Ring me up once the Underworld collapses. I'll be waiting.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Slayer watches bemused by the mutations, beginning to write down what is happening before his eyes, “So all that you create are symbiotes, amusing.” He then archives the knowledge along with the rest of his books.
“As I you, if you ever come by again I’d be happy to talk.”
“Our power seems immeasurably to them, truly limitless. Though we know our own limits, we must show that we are as mortal as them, although it different ways. I hope to show them that I can fall, but I will help them until I do.” He grows back to his original size “I like you, do you seek allies?”
“They are like me, so yes” Rendy says proudly. Soon the bat’s mutation is complete, taking in the same fiery appearance Rendy and his children have. They even have the long tail that the Derendians have with a glowing end that radiates energy. While the bat would have been alarmed at first, it soon discovers that it is unharmed, and infact much strong, faster, and more perspective then before, and is now sharing its thoughts and memories with the Derendians, making them collectively smarter.
”As would I. What would I call you mortal?”
”An alliance would be beneficial, yes. While I would like to keep things peaceful, we both know conflict is inevitable. But I can see that you will side with protecting the mortals first, as would I.”
“Well I should have a room for you, and your new friends.” He gestures to the new mutants, and suddenly there is a door to a lavish room, somehow perfectly made for Rendy.
“My name is Anthony. Thank you for asking.”
“I know the struggles of war and of death. I’ve experienced both firsthand, in my world everything was broken, and wars were fought in attempt to fix it. Eventually I become famous from the wars I fought, as a god of war of sorts.” *Sorry gtg.*
*See you later!*
Rendy would fly into the room and look around, he and his children squeaking and buzzing with excitement.
”Anthony. I will remember it. I am Xezithic.”
”I see, well I accept your offer, should we form a Mythos to solidify it?”
*I’ve got a bit more time.*
The room is amazing, Slayer waves goodbye to them as the door closes, leaving them in the room, the lush bed in the center.
“I believe not. I do not wish to bring you into anything I will have to deal with.” *Just imagining these two side by side is an awesome image.*
All the Derendians and Rendy go and cuddle up into a big fluffy pile of cuteness and sleep.
”I understand. Still…if you call for aid, I will answer.” Korzirak says.
*Yeah, big bad kaijus fighting together would be epic*