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Fantasy Immortal Avatars (Ancient Mythology Crossover)

Haz.

Mask? I wear no mask.
Immortal Avatars
The Awakening
We've all experienced it at one point.

The feeling of waking up, knowing who you are... and nothing else.
Deja vu...

Memories. Memories of you; memories you made, but that lingering feeling that you weren't quite... there. You kicked that soccer ball, yes, but were you... aware? Did you know it was you? Did you know what you were doing? Was anything going on in your head aside from, "kick the ball, kick the ball?"

It happens to normal people too, but usually at a young age. It's a phenomenon scientists describe as a "birthing of consciousness"; the moment your meta-psyche becomes realized and you finally become aware of, well, being you.

Then there are others. It's happened in the past few months and the past few months alone. Usually in the teenage years, but that's just a matter of coincidence; provided you're one of "us", you'll have either had it happen, or will have it happen.

They call it the "Awakening".

The Awakening is the event in which you, your true self, becomes aware. Your true potential is realized.

Your true potential as a god.

Nobody knows why we've reincarnated like this, but I have a clue. Lately I've been having this reoccurring dream. I'm walking through a temple; it's dark and cold. I can't see my own face, I don't even know if I have the same face. I walk down to the end of the chamber and there's a room. Murals dot the walls as far as the eye can see. Murals of gods, murals of the beings we are.

I don't know why, but I always wake up at that point. I'm scared. I don't know what's coming next... but I know one thing. I have to find that temple. We have to find it. If we don't...

If we don't find it... well, I don't know what'll happen.

Plot
You are a recently reawoken mythological deity who has just taken a human host. Your goal is to adapt to human kind, maintaining a low profile while searching for this location you vaguely remember from your post-awakening dream. You will begin off weak- smarter, stronger, faster than the average human, yet still not fully capable of taking on the challenges ahead on your own. The closer you are to your ultimate objective, the more powerful you become.

  • Giza: Over the course of decades, Giza has changed much, though mainly on the technological side of the spectrum. While the deserts remain nearly unchanged, it's the land-marks that have undergone massive changes. The Pyramids are surrounded by a beautiful, technologically advanced city, seemingly detached from the simple, peaceful sands surrounding it. The busy streets almost resemble an ant nest, the residents scuttling around like insects. Hover cars litter the asphalt, buzzing about at speeds which, in our times, would've been incredibly dangerous to drive at. However on closer inspection, it's not that different from the present day. The populace is busy making use of their technology like their lives depend on it; the vehicles are identical to eachother and possess no driver; the "phones" are simply holographic watches; the street lights don't even exist considering that they're mapped into the auto-pilot of the cars, and the apartments are lit up though they rarely seem occupied.

    Rome: Though much of Rome's architecture has been preserved, gravitational thrusters have now been implanted deep within the landmass, lifting the entire city of Rome thirty feet above ground level. Rails connect from building to building, looping through the ruins of ancient Rome, and high-speed rail cars dart through the sky. Most people live in what appears to be shambles, akin to the ruins of old times, but these actually have compression tubes that lead deep underground to bomb shelter-esque homes, with the ruins being an artistic facade.

    Athens: The Athens's architecture is a beautiful blend of a futuristic metropolis and ancient Greece. The main attraction is Acropolis hill, or rather what's below it - a rich quarry filled with rare ores and minerals worth dozens, though only a VERY small portion is available to the public, with the majority being private property purchased and reserved by wealthy organizations.
    Like the Pyramid City in Giza, the streets of the beautiful megalopolis are riddled with hovering vehicles and sophisticated technology, though rather than being a single dull, unified color coating the buildings and a very simple design for the cars, the Athens takes a more varied approach. Expensive modes of transportation are easily discernable from the cheaper ones, and the populace is more varied in ethnicity, mainly due to the sheer amount of tourists. Though nothing especially out of the ordinary is sighted in the Athens, loud rumbles and crackles can occasionally be heard from beneath Acropolis Hill during the deepest of the night.

    Hong-Kong: Hong Kong hasn't changed much in recent years. It's still a sea-side metropolis, dotted with street carts, mopeds, and the occasional mugging. However, its weapon industry has skyrocketed, despite the architecture's stagnation. Criminals now walk the street with powerful tesla cannons, strength-enhancing power suits, and even jetpacks. The Triad has risen in power, growing to be stronger than the city's government, making even the most honest of police officers unable to do anything but rot within the corruption.

    Sydney: Sydney is now known as the, "Sky City," due to the massive amounts of inter-building scaffolding that connects the upper levels of the city. Old Sydney remains as the foundation, but is inaccessible to citizens. The scaffolding making up the tiers of Sydney is reminiscent of the Harbour Bridge, though spirals off in vein-like patterns. Ladders lead up to new areas of scaffolding, before finally connecting all pathways to the top level of Sydney; the Sky City itself. The Sky City of Sydney is a magnificent spectacle of white marble roads, clean energy vehicles, and shell-like architecture. Small patches of artificial plants decorate the suburbia-like residental areas of the Sky City, providing no real benefit asides from an aesthetic view. What the government of Sydney doesn't want their citizens to know, however, is that the Sky City is on its last limb; the scaffolding making up the former levels of Sydney haven't been maintained for years, the homeless and destitute are forced to live within the darkened, plant-overun areas of underground pipe gardens, and the new-found altitude of Sydney has made the fishing industry obsolete.

Begin.
 
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On your way to: Giza


Light. Peering through what was once darkness was the bright warmth of the sun, shining through the opening. I furrowed my brow, slowly opening my eye-lids. My cowl was wrapped around me like a blanket and my sunglasses rested on the shaky, metal ground that I laid on. And then my memories began pouring in.
I am a 20-year old college graduate from England, and am currently on my way to Giza City to get study the ancient Pyramids that now serve as the main energy source of the populace that surrounds it. Upon my arrival, I found a few kind men who allowed me to hitch a ride with them on their massive transport - and I'm not exaggerating when I say massive. It was about the size of a one-storey house in height and width and contained multiple dirty and clearly unkempt bed-rooms, one of which I was sleeping in- though my constant shifting in bed may or may not have caused me to topple off of it.

(Oh, jeez. I ended up writing more than I intended. Oh well, I'll just continue this in my next post.)
 
(I guess I'll try to play along)

On your way to: Giza
Current Location: In the middle of the sea; Near Israel

I groaned as the sound of seagulls filled the sky once more. I've barely had any sleep in the past day or two. Opening my eyes, I saw the wooden ceiling of my quarters. That's probably what I enjoyed the most from my ship; the fact that it's made out of wood. Most ships these days are built using all sorts of fancy-shmancy materials. "It's so that the ship survives harsh storms," they said to me. Bah! Wooden ships sail faster, in my opinion. I sat up, stretching my arms up high, wincing at the slight protest from my shoulders. I glanced at the clock beside my cot. It was 12:30 in the afternoon. Time to set sail once more.

I rolled out of my cot and reminded myself of today's goal; Reach Giza and start trading some stuff. I heard there'd be some quality silk at the Egyptian markets at this time of year, so I thought to myself, 'Why not?' It's not like I'm going to New Delhi or something. After that one run-in I had with the local biker gangs, I decided to NEVER visit New Delhi again.

I grabbed the bronze dagger on my desk and headed out to prepare of voyage.
 
(Can I start RPing? If so, then...)

Calistoga Half Mile

The motorcycles are neck and neck. One, painted with a skull and crossbones on the front. The other has flame decals all over its frame.
VROOOM! The driver of the flame motorcycle slams the gas pedal, and gains speed, yet the skull motorcycle begins pulling ahead. But the flame driver's not done yet. With a grunt, they smash a small red button labeled NITRO.
The motorcycle suddenly zooms ahead, easily passing the skull, and sets off so fast it seems to leave a distortion in the air.
"Shit!" the other driver exclaims, but there's no time to adjust. The flame motorcycle skids past the finish line, to the cheering of the crowd. In a cloud of smoke and dust, the flame rider steps off, and yanks their helmet off to reveal... a girl?
"Good game!" she shouts, even as the other motorcycles pull in. Her red hair blows slightly in the wind.
That's when something hits her, like a weight to her chest. What...the...

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I'm alive. I'm in a body.
There's screaming from the crowd. Cheering. For... me?
I look down and realize I'm in a girl's body. Standing next to a motorcycle, with flames painted on it.
Oh yes. It appears I chose the body of a racer. Yes, that's right! I smile, as I remember selecting this body. She'll be perfect for me.
A man steps out clutching a wad of cash. "Congratulations!"
I nod. "My pleasure!"
This is going to be a lot of fun.
 
On your way to: Giza
Current Location: Sahara Desert


I got up, making my way to the living quarters of the transport - a large, grey room with a dusty fridge, drawers, a dining table and a torn up couch resting against the wall. Not elegant, but bearable - just enough to keep me well oiled on the road. And then it hit me - literally. A pain in the back of my head as I toppled to the ground, holding my skull in pain. My brain felt as if it was over-loading, images of pre-historic events zipping through my mind like a race car.

And then it stopped. I stopped. My vision was blurry, though I began examining my new body regardless. "Interesting. My knowledge somehow didn't fry this one's brain." I said to myself, a grin washing over my face as I got on my feet, now scanning my surroundings.
"Now then. Let's take this mortal on a test drive."
 
I'll start rping.

Giza
Location: Hotel room.

I sit there, thinking of what happened to me. My wife yells saying, "HONEY, THE BACON IS READY!". I sigh, I get up, walking over to her, I look down at the plates, strawberries with Bacon. "This looks good, honey." I say with a big smile on my face. I start chewing on the bacon and fruits, "Mmm, this bacon is good honey!" I call out...I then think in my mind. "I can't let anyone know i'm....ra, they'll think I'm crazy if I say what I saw, and she'd leave me." I finish my breakfast. "Alright honey, lets go!"

Heading to: Egyptian Pyramids.
Current Location: Outside of hotel.


I get in our car, cranking up the engine. My wife gets in, happy about the trip. We start driving. I keep thinking about it, it was stuck in my head, I am Ra. Ra is me. I keep thinking.

Giza
Current Location: Egyptian pyramids.

"Wow, this looks great, hun." I say. I snap some photos. We look around. I then get a sudden thought, "Pyramid pyramid pyramid...Ra ra ra..." I rub my head. "You ok, honey?" My wife asks, "Yeah...heads hurting a little."
 
(Sorry I took so long. I'd call it writer's block but that's just a lazy excuse.)

On your way to: The Pyramids
Current Location: Giza City

Suddenly, the shaky ground came to a halt. The furniture calmed, no longer rattling around like a wind-up toy. A middle-aged man wearing a pink-ish red, striped head-dress (which I recognized as a keffiyeh) approached me, announcing that the transport had reached its destination- Giza. I simply nodded, smiled, and began packing my items (which mainly consisted of viles and flasks containing various substances (some of which I was unfamiliar of- likely chemicals only recently discovered)). Soon afterwards I exited.

"Home, sweet home" I thought to myself, smiling as I overlooked the crowd below - mortals pacing around, scuttling about, minding their own business and unaware of the deity that stood before them. Their ignorance didn't bother me. I found it rather cute how oblivious they were to their higher powers. But their business was of no interest to me. I hopped down the stairs and continued my travel.
 
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Location: Pyramids.

I feel a small presence but....its faint. I have no clue what it is, it feels like another god. I look around, seeing random civilians. I think to myself, "Other gods?" I then turn to my wife. "Lets...look around!" I say.


I attempt to find the other one, but no clue. Its useless.
 
Heading to: Israel then to Giza
Current Location: Very near Israel

I've been sailing for hours. I've endured the constant squawking of the damned seagulls, the awful smell of my rotting food supply, and the cramping in my legs. "Should be reaching Israel soon. After that, a quick horse ride into Egypt." I muttered to myself. I couldn't wait to be rid of these awful seagulls flying around. Nothing can stop me now!

RIP!

A ripping sound could be heard above me. I quickly looked up and saw that my sail had a hole ripped into it. Must've been those bloody seagulls! I groaned as I walked up to the mast and began climbing the rope ladder I've fasted onto it. "Stupid seagulls and their stupid beaks constantly ripping stupid holes into my stupid sail." I muttered as I carefully walked across the yardarm. I pulled out a thread and a needle from my pocket and immediately began to prepare to fix my sail. As I neared the hole, a sudden strong gust of wind pushed me off the yardarm.

"S-Shhhhiiiiii---" I didn't even finish as I landed into the cold waters. I was disoriented from the fall. 'Okay, focus. Just swim back upwards like you've done a thousand time before.' As I attempted to swim up, my vision blurred. A burst of images suddenly appeared in my mind. "Aaaaah!" I yelled.

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I opened my eyes and found myself underwater. Without any problem, I swam up to the surface and saw a rather large wooden ship. "Interesting," I said. I looked at my hands. They were calloused and rough. A clear sign of a man who know his way around a ship. "A human with plenty of experience with a ship and quite a nice one, I might add." I looked around and found a rope hanging off the side of the ship. "Might as well get out of the water. Human bodies tend to get sick easily after all."
 
I stay at the pyramids, looking for the other god. "Come here..." I say in my mind. (sorry for the 1 sentence post gotta go.
 
Current Location: Misty's College

Misty Remara

I twiddle my thumbs, distracted. I don't really care about professor's lecture. I mean, he gives them all of the time. I wish Alana had told me more about college. If only she could see me now. If only I could relive that moment. It was my fault she died. In the background, I can hear the professor. He's talking more about the upcoming trip to Egypt.

"We will be conducting studies on the wildlife there, and even visiting the pyramids. You were all told about this trip when the year started, so you best be packing! We're leaving in a couple days. Class dismissed."

Giza. I don't know, but something seems familiar about that place. A green flash appears in my eyes, but disappears quickly.

"Giza..." I whisper.
 
(Damn, it's pretty late over here. It's 2 in the morning!)

Heading to: Giza
Current Location: Israel Marketplace

These new machines humans have invented are quite impressive. Floating metal carriages, speeding caravans made of metal, fancy moving pictures on massive screens. "Beats everything Hephaestus could ever come up with," I whispered. The only thing I don't appreciate is the amount of people bumping into me. From what I could tell, this is a marketplace. Maybe I should buy some supplies for the ship? Perhaps another time. I have something more important to do. There's something calling me towards the south. A familiar call that I find hard to resist.

Something isn't right. There's an air of unrest that the mortals can't detect. "Hmm... Perhaps---" My train of thought was interrupted by an random civilian bumping into him. The random man yelled a barrage of expletives that would make Ares blush. I clenched my fist and made an attempt to kill the rude mortal before realizing something; I am weakened. This form isn't strong enough for me to smite these foolish mortal. I grumbled under my breath before walking towards the end of the marketplace. I should find a horse. Perhaps I could still communicate with my creations.

Suddenly, a flash of images appeared in my mind. The previous life of my host body, eh? Interesting. Things are getting quite interesting. I might just like this new body.

(I'm worried that I did something that breaks Thoth's plans. I apologize in advance!)
 
(2 in the morning? Heh, it's 2 in the afternoon at my place! Also, I'm gonna skip some time for Misty. In addition to that, Misty hasn't had her Awakening yet, can I do it soon?)

Misty

I run to the building, my bags trailing behind me. I glance at my watch. Shoot, I'm late. I'll be lucky if I even make it to the science center on time. I swing the doors open, and stomp into the class, panting.

"Sorry I'm late Professor. I was... held up." I apologize to the professor.

"Misty, you must be better about this. You cannot be late for our studies at Giza." I'm a bit embarrassed that Professor Gonza had to say this to me. Nevertheless, I reply.

"Yes sir, I'll be more diligent on the trip."

We start walking- wait, more walking? The group wanders into the parking lot. Professor Gonza leads us to a shuttle- one of those shuttles that take people to the airport. There are about 9 or 10 of these shuttles, lined up in the parking lot. Professor Gonza sends divides us between the shuttles. And they start driving off.

Off to Giza I go.
 
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(Sorry for the wait.)

Current Location: Giza Marketplace
On your way to: The Sun (God)

Whispers enveloped my mind, chanting hieroglyphs as I closed in on the pyramids. Names of my fellow rulers of the mortal realm came up in my mind, and soon I formed a cohesive sentence from the mumbling that kept me restless as I navigated through the bazaar: "You are not alone. The sun is with you."
Didn't take a god of wisdom to figure out what that meant. "Oh, great. Of all the gods, it had to be you." I thought to myself, though I reluctantly decided to begin searching for the old grouch.
 
LOCATION: GIZA
SEARCHING FOR THE WISDOM GOD.

I hear, "Wisdom wisdom wisdom..." chanting in my mind. I then turn, "Hold on a second." I say to my wife, I then walk torwards the voice. It gets louder as I get closer, I then look at Hugh. "WISDOM WISDOM WISDOM!!!" It booms in my mind, I walk, I walk infront of him, looking him straight in the eyes. "Wisdom." A small grin appears on my face.
 
(Is it okay if I do Misty's Awakening now?)

Misty

I board the plane. it's quite spacious, surprisingly. Within moments, I can hear an ear-splitting roar forming in the throats of the plane, the engines. It starts to zip forward, cutting the air as it picks up speed. And it launches up into the skies.

The air is beautiful, but I prefer land. There are cotton-ball clouds dotting the vast plain, the plain known as the sky. We'll be in Giza soon.

Giza. There's something. I-I can't put my finger on it. What is there at Giza that makes me keep thinking of it? My eyes black out. Something is happening. HELP!!!! my mind screams. But no one can hear my pleas. Something is happening.
 
Heading to: Unknown
Current Location: Giza

As a sea god, I truly dislike Egypt. Nothing but sand as far as the eye can see. How can these people live like this? There's barely any water around! Moving on, I've arrived in Giza. As expected, there was more sand and more fancy inventions to be seen. I looked around. There was barely anything related to the Greeks around here. Whatever my gut's telling me to find, it better be good. I never liked being on another country. Especially ones with different gods. I decided to keep moving and find whatever it is I'm supposed to find.
 
On your way to: Nowhere
Current Location: Outskirts of the Giza Marketplace


"Hello, Ra... That's a... Very interesting host you've acquired there." Ah, the sun god. That old slouch's ignorance always bothered me. Up till now, he barely ever noticed me, rather remaining stuck in an ego bubble for the entirety of his godly life.
What? I don't have a huge ego.
 
Misty

Trees. A vast wilderness. A cave, a bed, and animals, animals around the bed. A goat-man with horns. Something is happening. I can see the oppression, the mortals- why am I using this word?- destroying my, my home. It's no wonder I'm here again. Pan, Pan, Pan. What is this?

And I realize. Why Giza... why it felt familiar. I'm in a huge hall. Murals, stretching down. They are eternal, infinite, spanning far down the walls. Pictures of... gods... this is who I am.

I am Pan.
 
"Hello...Thoth...your host is aswell unusual, its been forever....I have plans for this earth....a new judgement.....all the humans here have forgotten about us, it is time." I think to myself, "Wisdom better accept this...."
 
California, Near Calistoga
I'm with my gang, the Flame Riders, who are all celebrating my victory at a local restaurant.
"You roll like fire, Addie!" one declares. "Flame Riders go deep!"
We all laugh and continue devouring our burgers, yet I can't shake the feeling of something drawing me to a place...
There's some place that I need to reach. Some other land I need to find.
But where is it? And why?
"So where's our next race?" I ask, through a mouthful of fries.
"We're headed on a world tour, baby!" Jack shouts. "Next stop is GIZA!"
"Let's rock this!"
Giza... maybe I'll find myself there.
 
Over the Atlantic Ocean, headed to Giza

Misty

I am Pan. And I am on a plane full of mortals.

Giza. I must find out why I've come back like this. Maybe I'll find others there. If the others have even came back like this.
 
Heading to: Unknown
Current Location: Somewhere in Giza

I frowned as I failed for what feels like the millionth time today. I've spent the past few minutes trying to access my abilities but to no avail. Drooping my head in frustration, I walked away from the little well I found in an alley. I suppose I should go back to looking for the source of this weird sensation that's been bothering me.

There are two powerful souls somewhere in the city. Too powerful to be regular humans. Gods, perhaps? Maybe even monsters? Maybe if I find the other powerful souls-- most likely two gods --I'll have answers as to why I've reincarnated. With a new goal, I began to follow the location of the other gods. At least I hope that they're other gods.
 
Location: Giza
Heading To: The location where Pan can sense powerful beings


I'm back to the ground. The air is not my turf. I have no control over Zeus. It's surprising he let me pass through. Giza. We're here.

"Alright students. You have 3 hours of free time. You may not leave the hotel." The professor gives his directions. But I am a god. I don't obey mortals, mortals obey me. I never had much of an influence. But I will not be pushed around.

I can feel something. A special aura. A god's aura. There are gods here. I must locate them. Why I have returned like this, I know not. But maybe they know.

"Misty? You coming?" asks the professor kindly.

"Erm, I'll stay here." I use this as my excuse. The professor is a bit puzzled, but he shrugs, and leaves.

I swing open the doors, and start walking, walking towards this aura.
 

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