Hellfire, while in Vespart, suddenly blazes with power. He regulates the fire as to not destroy his surroundings. Thorns of metal crawl up him, creeping through cracks and bursting from holes. Golden lines edge his armour. A crown of sorts is melded into his helm. Shadows and spirits whirl around the midnight metal of his armour.
He has ascended to level 4, and gains the Shadow domain.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Hellfire, while in Vespart, suddenly blazes with power. He regulates the fire as to not destroy his surroundings. Thorns of metal crawl up him, creeping through cracks and bursting from holes. Golden lines edge his armour. A crown of sorts is melded into his helm. Shadows and spirits whirl around the midnight metal of his armour.
He has ascended to level 4, and gains the Shadow domain.
Orchid looks intrigued, looking between Hellfire's new appearance and their own changes. "Huh, would you look at that! Guess we were both on the verge of powering up." They fan out their new wings, intrigued.
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Lazarus turns to face them. "I am not here to cause problems. Do you claim control and ownership over time?"
"yes. I am not the first, but all before me have faded. I do not bar you from manipulating it, but if you warp it against my will, you shall be eliminated"
Hellfire, while in Vespart, suddenly blazes with power. He regulates the fire as to not destroy his surroundings. Thorns of metal crawl up him, creeping through cracks and bursting from holes. Golden lines edge his armour. A crown of sorts is melded into his helm. Shadows and spirits whirl around the midnight metal of his armour.
He has ascended to level 4, and gains the Shadow domain.
Orchid looks intrigued, looking between Hellfire's new appearance and their own changes. "Huh, would you look at that! Guess we were both on the verge of powering up." They fan out their new wings, intrigued.
Hellfire looks over himself, chuckling. "I like this new look. Shadow wasn't something my old self ever took in their lifetime." He draws him sword, looking at it. It has changed too, going from a huge greatsword to a longer, thinner blade, still two-handed but much lighter looking.
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
Lazarus turns to face them. "I am not here to cause problems. Do you claim control and ownership over time?"
"yes. I am not the first, but all before me have faded. I do not bar you from manipulating it, but if you warp it against my will, you shall be eliminated"
"You can trust that I am here seeking to do no harm."
Lazarus is sitting in a meditative pose floating lightly above the ground. The wind lightly swirls around him, picking up small wafts of dust.
A massive shadow passes overhead. An entire golden city is flying by... dumping garbage onto the ground beneath. Fresh food, mechanical parts, sculptures, and architecture chunks. Something lands on the ground nearby, creating a crater. A hand reaches up out of the hole, grabbing the edge. It's made of gold and marble, but pale, beautiful flesh is rapidly growing over it. A ten-foot-tall figure climbs out, in a similar state of rapidly repairing itself to cover up its glorious machinery. It's an angel of some sort, or at least a mortal's interpretation of what an angel should be.
"Be not afraid..." is all it says, its voice beautiful but clearly pained.
Azabrose, Level 1 Great One, Decadence Domain.
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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.
Lazarus turns to face it, looking it over with interest.
"And who perhaps might you be" He inquires.
"Another of this world's many overlapping gods?'
It looks up at where the city was a moment ago. "It appears so... but you were asking for my name, I believe. Azabrose. I am, or at least, was, an angel for the City of New Babylon. What is your name, friend?"
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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.
Hellfire, while in Vespart, suddenly blazes with power. He regulates the fire as to not destroy his surroundings. Thorns of metal crawl up him, creeping through cracks and bursting from holes. Golden lines edge his armour. A crown of sorts is melded into his helm. Shadows and spirits whirl around the midnight metal of his armour.
He has ascended to level 4, and gains the Shadow domain.
Orchid looks intrigued, looking between Hellfire's new appearance and their own changes. "Huh, would you look at that! Guess we were both on the verge of powering up." They fan out their new wings, intrigued.
Hellfire looks over himself, chuckling. "I like this new look. Shadow wasn't something my old self ever took in their lifetime." He draws him sword, looking at it. It has changed too, going from a huge greatsword to a longer, thinner blade, still two-handed but much lighter looking.
"I like the new look too. As for mine," Orchid looks at a patch of chitinous scales along their arm. "It's not what I was expecting. The whole insect thing wasn't a direction I considered before."
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Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
Lazarus turns to face it, looking it over with interest.
"And who perhaps might you be" He inquires.
"Another of this world's many overlapping gods?'
It looks up at where the city was a moment ago. "It appears so... but you were asking for my name, I believe. Azabrose. I am, or at least, was, an angel for the City of New Babylon. What is your name, friend?"
"You can refer to me as Lazarus. I am not from here, you could say."
Lazarus turns to face it, looking it over with interest.
"And who perhaps might you be" He inquires.
"Another of this world's many overlapping gods?'
It looks up at where the city was a moment ago. "It appears so... but you were asking for my name, I believe. Azabrose. I am, or at least, was, an angel for the City of New Babylon. What is your name, friend?"
"You can refer to me as Lazarus. I am not from here, you could say."
"Ah. I am not either. Where did you come from?"
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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.
Lazarus turns to face it, looking it over with interest.
"And who perhaps might you be" He inquires.
"Another of this world's many overlapping gods?'
It looks up at where the city was a moment ago. "It appears so... but you were asking for my name, I believe. Azabrose. I am, or at least, was, an angel for the City of New Babylon. What is your name, friend?"
"You can refer to me as Lazarus. I am not from here, you could say."
"Ah. I am not either. Where did you come from?"
"Another world. I could share a simplified version of my story with you if you would listen."
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
The Frenzy comes across Lazarus, wandering the world.
The Frenzy would look like a normal mortal, if it weren't for the fact that their head is just a ball of golden flames, crackling with the voices of those consumed. Upon seeing Lazarus they begin to approach, making trudging steps.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
The Frenzy comes across Lazarus, wandering the world.
The Frenzy would look like a normal mortal, if it weren't for the fact that their head is just a ball of golden flames, crackling with the voices of those consumed. Upon seeing Lazarus they begin to approach, making trudging steps.
Lazarus turns towards them. "Hello there. Are you perhaps another traveler?"
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Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
Orchid looks intrigued, looking between Hellfire's new appearance and their own changes. "Huh, would you look at that! Guess we were both on the verge of powering up." They fan out their new wings, intrigued.
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
"yes. I am not the first, but all before me have faded. I do not bar you from manipulating it, but if you warp it against my will, you shall be eliminated"
hi
mourn the flumph. enter the galaxy, join the planetscape! yep. do you like ravenloft?
new thread coming eventually.
bye
Hellfire looks over himself, chuckling. "I like this new look. Shadow wasn't something my old self ever took in their lifetime." He draws him sword, looking at it. It has changed too, going from a huge greatsword to a longer, thinner blade, still two-handed but much lighter looking.
Hi! I'm EJO. I am a silly billy who forgets to play Genshin Impact every day and totally DOESN'T simp for at least three different ninja girls. Some other facts about me:
Milio has been ditched. Now Xerath is my friend.
My average accuracy in Marvel Rivals is about 15%.
I like cheese.
"You can trust that I am here seeking to do no harm."
Lazarus is sitting in a meditative pose floating lightly above the ground. The wind lightly swirls around him, picking up small sprays of dust.
A massive shadow passes overhead. An entire golden city is flying by... dumping garbage onto the ground beneath. Fresh food, mechanical parts, sculptures, and architecture chunks. Something lands on the ground nearby, creating a crater. A hand reaches up out of the hole, grabbing the edge. It's made of gold and marble, but pale, beautiful flesh is rapidly growing over it. A ten-foot-tall figure climbs out, in a similar state of rapidly repairing itself to cover up its glorious machinery. It's an angel of some sort, or at least a mortal's interpretation of what an angel should be.
"Be not afraid..." is all it says, its voice beautiful but clearly pained.
Azabrose, Level 1 Great One, Decadence Domain.
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
Lazarus turns to face it, looking it over with interest.
"And who perhaps might you be" He inquires.
"Another of this world's many overlapping gods?'
It looks up at where the city was a moment ago. "It appears so... but you were asking for my name, I believe. Azabrose. I am, or at least, was, an angel for the City of New Babylon. What is your name, friend?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"I like the new look too. As for mine," Orchid looks at a patch of chitinous scales along their arm. "It's not what I was expecting. The whole insect thing wasn't a direction I considered before."
Former Spider Queen of the Spider Guild, and friendly neighborhood scheming creature.
"Made by spiders, for spiders, of spiders."
My pronouns are she/her.
Web Weaver of Everlasting Narrative! (title bestowed by Drummer)
*Hey anybody here?*
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"You can refer to me as Lazarus. I am not from here, you could say."
Korzirak is within the Kingdom of Concordia, patrolling the lands and overseeing the settlement and mining projects on the other floating islands.
Zeon is traversing the area, currently near the swamplands.
Rendy continues to make friends, beginning to consider who it will choose as his best friend.
Leonardo continues his travels, black roses continuing to grow wherever he has been.
Lazarus materialises on the border of Cocordia in a plume of flame.
"Ah. I am not either. Where did you come from?"
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
The Nameless King is continuing his journey, headed towards the City of Order, each step thunderous as lightning crackles in the clouds above.
The Frenzy is continuing to search the world, everything living it encounters being absorbed into its maddening golden flame.
Nagoriyuki Is also traveling the world, not looking for anything.
Slayer sensed the awakening of Nagoriyuki as well as the arrival of Forerir, and is simply waiting for what interesting thing comes next.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
"Another world. I could share a simplified version of my story with you if you would listen."
The Frenzy comes across Lazarus, wandering the world.
The Frenzy would look like a normal mortal, if it weren't for the fact that their head is just a ball of golden flames, crackling with the voices of those consumed. Upon seeing Lazarus they begin to approach, making trudging steps.
Local Jokester, Viber, Doctor, and Therapist, I do my best to make your day better, and if I fail I'll try again tomorrow.
'Nothing is beautiful because it lasts.'
'War does not decide who was right, but only who is left.'
https://docs.google.com/document/d/12WUcdu6YBH2USIcmf48FCnLwDh_mGHZJZYZWwLLRzhA/edit?tab=t.0 (For when I'm gone.)
Lazarus turns towards them. "Hello there. Are you perhaps another traveler?"