"Herionidus was my Magnum Opus. My favorite treat. But Faltros was to replace him. He escaped somehow."
"Oh, that makes sense......wait, FALTROS IS DEAD?!!!" Phantom shounts in surprise.
"Yup. And we have no clue where he is."
"That's freaky." Phantom says a bit concerned before looking back down at Herionidus. "So...why is the God of Bliss like this....I thought you only did...gruesome things to Wills that mistreat their mortal followers. Wasn't Herionidus a good god? ....his followers always spoke highly of him" he asks, remembering their prior conversations.
"He also created the first vampires just because he could. He shrouded his domain in night specifically to maximize the carnage. I still treated him slightly better than the others."
"He created them?" Phantom says surprised, remembering the stories that were told about the carnage they caused to the Valley and it's people. "But why would he do that? They slaughter so many of his own followers?" Phantom asks.
"He also created the first vampires just because he could. He shrouded his domain in night specifically to maximize the carnage. I still treated him slightly better than the others."
"He created them?" Phantom says surprised, remembering the stories that were told about the carnage they caused to the Valley and it's people. "But why would he do that? They slaughter so many of his own followers?" Phantom asks.
"Not a clue. He might have been bored."
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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.
"He also created the first vampires just because he could. He shrouded his domain in night specifically to maximize the carnage. I still treated him slightly better than the others."
"He created them?" Phantom says surprised, remembering the stories that were told about the carnage they caused to the Valley and it's people. "But why would he do that? They slaughter so many of his own followers?" Phantom asks.
"Not a clue. He might have been bored."
"....did you ask...? Or are the dead here unable to speak?" Phantom asks curiously.
"He also created the first vampires just because he could. He shrouded his domain in night specifically to maximize the carnage. I still treated him slightly better than the others."
"He created them?" Phantom says surprised, remembering the stories that were told about the carnage they caused to the Valley and it's people. "But why would he do that? They slaughter so many of his own followers?" Phantom asks.
"Not a clue. He might have been bored."
"....did you ask...? Or are the dead here unable to speak?" Phantom asks curiously.
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
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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 entity has arrived at the City of Order, and now clangs his swords together to get the attention of the guards at the gate. However, they appear frightened and bewildered, until he marks out a message in the dirt: Cogintius please. The guards hurry away, hopefully to get Cogintius.
Dominition is residing in his plagued valley, and begins forming a town.
This town will be better than any other town before it!
And as the town grows, as does the monastery in the middle of it. People have begun to come to learn the Way of Mercy. However, they changed the name to the Warrior of Mercy, to more fit their skills.
A small group of Aasimar join the monastery, bearing the aura given to those who were risen by the Twin Flames, and rather quickly they are within the top in these styles of monkhood.
Dominition, upon observing the progress of his worshippers/monks, sees this small group and, upon further examination, detects the presence of another Will, or rather, multiple Wills, on them. He questions.interrogates them about this, asking them where they originate from.
<Who are the Twin Flames? I think I've heard them mentioned before.>
*the Twin Flames are two flames, one a perpetual whirl of neon colors, the other pure black with occasional white specks. They have the ability to reattach souls to what remains of their bodies and replace what is missing with spectral limbs. They follow a motto of ‘Death is a part of life, but there is a line between what type’. They only revive those who’s deaths could have been prevented.*
The oldest, her wings missing several feathers which are replaced by a ghost like apparition, is the first to speak. “We are the Laecron Sisters. Our old village was destroyed by worshippers of Faltros who sacrificed us in their name.” She reveals her wrist, which too have the spectral image as her feathers. “They cut off our hands and we were dead. For a while. But the Twin Flames rose us. We owe them our lives, and while we may see them highly, we choose to follow your ways.”
*Oh sorry. Wrong destination AU (alternate universe)?*
*Would be funny if one of his abilities was to just be able to pop up into the different afterlives regardless of which Will rules them. He is sort of meant to be a bridge between life and death, and between mortals and wills in a way.*
*I thought so because of him being in Heriondus's Valley. Is that a yes or a no? Perfectly fine if it's a no.*
*Sure, I'll just make it a time split incase Baalz also replies.*
Phantom looks around. "Uh...hello?" he says confused as to where he is and how he got here.
The souls don’t seem to notice you, but the crawling bugs approach. First slowly, but over time it became comparable to an inch tall wave with the force of a tsunami. They swarm and surround Phantom, making many clicking and buzzing and annoying sounds. Before they stop.
"He also created the first vampires just because he could. He shrouded his domain in night specifically to maximize the carnage. I still treated him slightly better than the others."
"He created them?" Phantom says surprised, remembering the stories that were told about the carnage they caused to the Valley and it's people. "But why would he do that? They slaughter so many of his own followers?" Phantom asks.
"Not a clue. He might have been bored."
"....did you ask...? Or are the dead here unable to speak?" Phantom asks curiously.
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
"You are a very scary guy, to be fair." Phantom says with a bit of a chuckle, before he would land on the table near Herionidus. "It's too bad, I'd love to be able to talk to him, he was our first god. Though...if he would make something like the vampires..." Phantom muses. Poor kid, its like finding out all your idols might not be good people. First Sarahphym, now Herionidus.
*Oh sorry. Wrong destination AU (alternate universe)?*
*Would be funny if one of his abilities was to just be able to pop up into the different afterlives regardless of which Will rules them. He is sort of meant to be a bridge between life and death, and between mortals and wills in a way.*
*I thought so because of him being in Heriondus's Valley. Is that a yes or a no? Perfectly fine if it's a no.*
*Sure, I'll just make it a time split incase Baalz also replies.*
Phantom looks around. "Uh...hello?" he says confused as to where he is and how he got here.
The souls don’t seem to notice you, but the crawling bugs approach. First slowly, but over time it became comparable to an inch tall wave with the force of a tsunami. They swarm and surround Phantom, making many clicking and buzzing and annoying sounds. Before they stop.
"Hi....um...giant army of bugs. I'm Phantom...what should I call you all?" Phantom says with a nervous chuckle wondering what in the world he has gotten himself into.
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
"You are a very scary guy, to be fair." Phantom says with a bit of a chuckle, before he would land on the table near Herionidus. "It's too bad, I'd love to be able to talk to him, he was our first god. Though...if he would make something like the vampires..." Phantom muses. Poor kid, its like finding out all your idols might not be good people. First Sarahphym, now Herionidus.
"We were friends once. He wanted to keep me fed, despite my gruesome appetites."
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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.
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
"You are a very scary guy, to be fair." Phantom says with a bit of a chuckle, before he would land on the table near Herionidus. "It's too bad, I'd love to be able to talk to him, he was our first god. Though...if he would make something like the vampires..." Phantom muses. Poor kid, its like finding out all your idols might not be good people. First Sarahphym, now Herionidus.
"We were friends once. He wanted to keep me fed, despite my gruesome appetites."
"Really?" He looks up at Szerucharz. "That sounds like him from what I've heard about him..."
*Oh sorry. Wrong destination AU (alternate universe)?*
*Would be funny if one of his abilities was to just be able to pop up into the different afterlives regardless of which Will rules them. He is sort of meant to be a bridge between life and death, and between mortals and wills in a way.*
*I thought so because of him being in Heriondus's Valley. Is that a yes or a no? Perfectly fine if it's a no.*
*Sure, I'll just make it a time split incase Baalz also replies.*
Phantom looks around. "Uh...hello?" he says confused as to where he is and how he got here.
The souls don’t seem to notice you, but the crawling bugs approach. First slowly, but over time it became comparable to an inch tall wave with the force of a tsunami. They swarm and surround Phantom, making many clicking and buzzing and annoying sounds. Before they stop.
"Hi....um...giant army of bugs. I'm Phantom...what should I call you all?" Phantom says with a nervous chuckle wondering what in the world he has gotten himself into.
The bigs swarm, not you, but together, stacking upon the other to form a legless humanoid shape. From its side, 4 arms sprout, the tips of the hands filled with stingers. A large centipede burrows from the ground and picks up the mass of bugs with its head. A long sleeve jacket is summoned along with gardener gloves and a mask with 8 holes for eyes in it with a flick of a wrist. The eyes of the lord of this afterlife spring open, all 8, and stare you down. Ina sarcastic tone, they say, “I am Mushisama. Or at least, that’s how you will address me.”
*Oh sorry. Wrong destination AU (alternate universe)?*
*Would be funny if one of his abilities was to just be able to pop up into the different afterlives regardless of which Will rules them. He is sort of meant to be a bridge between life and death, and between mortals and wills in a way.*
*I thought so because of him being in Heriondus's Valley. Is that a yes or a no? Perfectly fine if it's a no.*
*Sure, I'll just make it a time split incase Baalz also replies.*
Phantom looks around. "Uh...hello?" he says confused as to where he is and how he got here.
The souls don’t seem to notice you, but the crawling bugs approach. First slowly, but over time it became comparable to an inch tall wave with the force of a tsunami. They swarm and surround Phantom, making many clicking and buzzing and annoying sounds. Before they stop.
"Hi....um...giant army of bugs. I'm Phantom...what should I call you all?" Phantom says with a nervous chuckle wondering what in the world he has gotten himself into.
The bigs swarm, not you, but together, stacking upon the other to form a legless humanoid shape. From its side, 4 arms sprout, the tips of the hands filled with stingers. A large centipede burrows from the ground and picks up the mass of bugs with its head. A long sleeve jacket is summoned along with gardener gloves and a mask with 8 holes for eyes in it with a flick of a wrist. The eyes of the lord of this afterlife spring open, all 8, and stare you down. Ina sarcastic tone, they say, “I am Mushisama. Or at least, that’s how you will address me.”
"Well, hello Mushisama" Phantom says with a nervous wave. "It's nice to meet you, love what you've done to the place. I'm sorry to disturb you....but I have no idea how I got here...."
Savut has created her greatest warriors yet: seven savotra anathemas. They haven’t awoken yet, and float atop the waters of the Fount. Savut is watching their development closely.
Orchid approaches tentatively, intrigued as to what she's doing. They hold some parchment scrolls in their arms, occasionally shifting their grasp on them to make sure none fall.
"Greetings, your grace." They give a sort of bow. "May I ask what you're working on?"
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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)
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
"You are a very scary guy, to be fair." Phantom says with a bit of a chuckle, before he would land on the table near Herionidus. "It's too bad, I'd love to be able to talk to him, he was our first god. Though...if he would make something like the vampires..." Phantom muses. Poor kid, its like finding out all your idols might not be good people. First Sarahphym, now Herionidus.
"We were friends once. He wanted to keep me fed, despite my gruesome appetites."
"Really?" He looks up at Szerucharz. "That sounds like him from what I've heard about him..."
"He was a nice guy most of the time. But he had a very dark side."
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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.
*Oh sorry. Wrong destination AU (alternate universe)?*
*Would be funny if one of his abilities was to just be able to pop up into the different afterlives regardless of which Will rules them. He is sort of meant to be a bridge between life and death, and between mortals and wills in a way.*
*I thought so because of him being in Heriondus's Valley. Is that a yes or a no? Perfectly fine if it's a no.*
*Sure, I'll just make it a time split incase Baalz also replies.*
Phantom looks around. "Uh...hello?" he says confused as to where he is and how he got here.
The souls don’t seem to notice you, but the crawling bugs approach. First slowly, but over time it became comparable to an inch tall wave with the force of a tsunami. They swarm and surround Phantom, making many clicking and buzzing and annoying sounds. Before they stop.
"Hi....um...giant army of bugs. I'm Phantom...what should I call you all?" Phantom says with a nervous chuckle wondering what in the world he has gotten himself into.
The bigs swarm, not you, but together, stacking upon the other to form a legless humanoid shape. From its side, 4 arms sprout, the tips of the hands filled with stingers. A large centipede burrows from the ground and picks up the mass of bugs with its head. A long sleeve jacket is summoned along with gardener gloves and a mask with 8 holes for eyes in it with a flick of a wrist. The eyes of the lord of this afterlife spring open, all 8, and stare you down. Ina sarcastic tone, they say, “I am Mushisama. Or at least, that’s how you will address me.”
"Well, hello Mushisama" Phantom says with a nervous wave. "It's nice to meet you, love what you've done to the place. I'm sorry to disturb you....but I have no idea how I got here...."
“Neither do I. But you are, so would you care to join me for… dinner? Oh and thanks for the compliment. These creatures are depressingly resilient, but it just makes them so much easier to punish for their light sins.”
Sarah is in the same settlement that Phantom dropped them off at. They're managing to blend in... okay-ish, hiding most of their identity and very little of their ego. Most just assume they're an especially devout priestess of the Snow Angel when talking to them.
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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)
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
"You are a very scary guy, to be fair." Phantom says with a bit of a chuckle, before he would land on the table near Herionidus. "It's too bad, I'd love to be able to talk to him, he was our first god. Though...if he would make something like the vampires..." Phantom muses. Poor kid, its like finding out all your idols might not be good people. First Sarahphym, now Herionidus.
"We were friends once. He wanted to keep me fed, despite my gruesome appetites."
"Really?" He looks up at Szerucharz. "That sounds like him from what I've heard about him..."
"He was a nice guy most of the time. But he had a very dark side."
"I'm starting to think most Wills do...I guess it's just another thing to get use to..." He says. "So...is this all to your realm or are their other places here?"
“Neither do I. But you are, so would you care to join me for… dinner? Oh and thanks for the compliment. These creatures are depressingly resilient, but it just makes them so much easier to punish for their light sins.”
"Um...well it would be rude to refuse. But what do you mean punishing them for their "light" sins?"
"He was a nice guy most of the time. But he had a very dark side."
"I'm starting to this most Wills do...I guess it's just another thing to get use to..." He says. "So...is this all to your realm or are their other places here?"
"Oh yeah. There's more. I built a theme park called Greasyworld outside."
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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.
"He was a nice guy most of the time. But he had a very dark side."
"I'm starting to this most Wills do...I guess it's just another thing to get use to..." He says. "So...is this all to your realm or are their other places here?"
"Oh yeah. There's more. I built a theme park called Greasyworld outside."
"A theme park? What is that" Phantom asks curious as he flies up so he is more eye level with the giant Will.
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"He created them?" Phantom says surprised, remembering the stories that were told about the carnage they caused to the Valley and it's people. "But why would he do that? They slaughter so many of his own followers?" Phantom asks.
"Not a clue. He might have been bored."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"....did you ask...? Or are the dead here unable to speak?" Phantom asks curiously.
"They can talk. He hasn't spoken to me for years. I can't imagine why."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
*the Twin Flames are two flames, one a perpetual whirl of neon colors, the other pure black with occasional white specks. They have the ability to reattach souls to what remains of their bodies and replace what is missing with spectral limbs. They follow a motto of ‘Death is a part of life, but there is a line between what type’. They only revive those who’s deaths could have been prevented.*
The oldest, her wings missing several feathers which are replaced by a ghost like apparition, is the first to speak. “We are the Laecron Sisters. Our old village was destroyed by worshippers of Faltros who sacrificed us in their name.” She reveals her wrist, which too have the spectral image as her feathers. “They cut off our hands and we were dead. For a while. But the Twin Flames rose us. We owe them our lives, and while we may see them highly, we choose to follow your ways.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
The souls don’t seem to notice you, but the crawling bugs approach. First slowly, but over time it became comparable to an inch tall wave with the force of a tsunami. They swarm and surround Phantom, making many clicking and buzzing and annoying sounds. Before they stop.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"You are a very scary guy, to be fair." Phantom says with a bit of a chuckle, before he would land on the table near Herionidus. "It's too bad, I'd love to be able to talk to him, he was our first god. Though...if he would make something like the vampires..." Phantom muses. Poor kid, its like finding out all your idols might not be good people. First Sarahphym, now Herionidus.
"Hi....um...giant army of bugs. I'm Phantom...what should I call you all?" Phantom says with a nervous chuckle wondering what in the world he has gotten himself into.
"We were friends once. He wanted to keep me fed, despite my gruesome appetites."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"Really?" He looks up at Szerucharz. "That sounds like him from what I've heard about him..."
The bigs swarm, not you, but together, stacking upon the other to form a legless humanoid shape. From its side, 4 arms sprout, the tips of the hands filled with stingers. A large centipede burrows from the ground and picks up the mass of bugs with its head. A long sleeve jacket is summoned along with gardener gloves and a mask with 8 holes for eyes in it with a flick of a wrist. The eyes of the lord of this afterlife spring open, all 8, and stare you down. Ina sarcastic tone, they say, “I am Mushisama. Or at least, that’s how you will address me.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
"Well, hello Mushisama" Phantom says with a nervous wave. "It's nice to meet you, love what you've done to the place. I'm sorry to disturb you....but I have no idea how I got here...."
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)
"He was a nice guy most of the time. But he had a very dark side."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
“Neither do I. But you are, so would you care to join me for… dinner? Oh and thanks for the compliment. These creatures are depressingly resilient, but it just makes them so much easier to punish for their light sins.”
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Sarah is in the same settlement that Phantom dropped them off at. They're managing to blend in... okay-ish, hiding most of their identity and very little of their ego. Most just assume they're an especially devout priestess of the Snow Angel when talking to them.
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)
"I'm starting to think most Wills do...I guess it's just another thing to get use to..." He says. "So...is this all to your realm or are their other places here?"
"Um...well it would be rude to refuse. But what do you mean punishing them for their "light" sins?"
"Oh yeah. There's more. I built a theme park called Greasyworld outside."
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
May each word that I speak be backed by each of my teeth.
"A theme park? What is that" Phantom asks curious as he flies up so he is more eye level with the giant Will.