Fantasy The Worst Pantheon: Live and Reloaded (IC Thread) (OPEN)

[BlackCat-055]

Eva showed the Light Illumina to her, and explained what it did (see my action above).

“You can give it to a mortal, and give the Illumina any other power you want. They’re only for mortals,“ Eva said.

Inqui looks at the Light Illumina, so graceful and beautiful, shining like the potential of a hero, a smile grew on her face, a homely one, one that is filled with pride, she looks at Eva with a mother's love, placing a hand against the side of Eva's face, patting and caressing with a mother's touch.

"You...truly are...our...daugh...ter"


Inqui sighs as she looks out to outside, she, Ocaeril, and Tiamat did raise her well, let her travel across the world, letting her grow up, she even let her interact with Tanya, although she chuckled at the memory of Tanya ranting about the baby shower gift, the strict wart.

Yes, they raised her well, but, well, she was growing up, to be such a fine girl, so is it not that she will spread her wings and fly to the world? Yes she will leave their care and be her own self, but, peers, friends, most trusted compatriots, where is the people she will be with, not only her parents and Tiamat, but people close to her on equal level, not on power but on understanding, people that will stick with her through the most dire of times.

"E..va..truly so...cher...ishful...I..am..gra..te.ful..of this...gi..ft...but...I..give...yo.u..one in..return...I ask...you...what shall...you wish...to do...to..be...strong...and..lead...the...battle...or...defe..nd wha..t..is..cheri..shed...in...a..mig..hty...bul..wark"



(OOC: Basically Inqui's asking if Eva would like an Offensive Gift or Defensive one)

"A..and I...hope...that....I..may....give you....thi...s....bless..ing...to...find..peo...ple....you shall...cher...ish...people...who...will...stick...by...you....in the...most...dire...of times....Friends.....Allies....Trusted Ones.....Peo..ple....who're clo...se to...you...not...throu..gh the....blood...of fami..ly...but...forged...in...the jour...neys to...come"

 

[Selee-01]

Inqui looks at the Light Illumina, so graceful and beautiful, shining like the potential of a hero, a smile grew on her face, a homely one, one that is filled with pride, she looks at Eva with a mother's love, placing a hand against the side of Eva's face, patting and caressing with a mother's touch.

"You...truly are...our...daugh...ter"


Inqui sighs as she looks out to outside, she, Ocaeril, and Tiamat did raise her well, let her travel across the world, letting her grow up, she even let her interact with Tanya, although she chuckled at the memory of Tanya ranting about the baby shower gift, the strict wart.

Yes, they raised her well, but, well, she was growing up, to be such a fine girl, so is it not that she will spread her wings and fly to the world? Yes she will leave their care and be her own self, but, peers, friends, most trusted compatriots, where is the people she will be with, not only her parents and Tiamat, but people close to her on equal level, not on power but on understanding, people that will stick with her through the most dire of times.

"E..va..truly so...cher...ishful...I..am..gra..te.ful..of this...gi..ft...but...I..give...yo.u..one in..return...I ask...you...what shall...you wish...to do...to..be...strong...and..lead...the...battle...or...defe..nd wha..t..is..cheri..shed...in...a..mig..hty...bul..wark"



(OOC: Basically Inqui's asking if Eva would like an Offensive Gift or Defensive one)

"A..and I...hope...that....I..may....give you....thi...s....bless..ing...to...find..peo...ple....you shall...cher...ish...people...who...will...stick...by...you....in the...most...dire...of times....Friends.....Allies....Trusted Ones.....Peo..ple....who're clo...se to...you...not...throu..gh the....blood...of fami..ly...but...forged...in...the jour...neys to...come"

Eva smiled.

“I would like a defensive gift, Mother. Something to defend my creations.”

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ocaeril'Adabaoth, Action 1


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Deep inside the current black and endless Void that was now Zyr's afterlife, now destroyed after his defeat in the hands of the planet god, the fusion of these two beings pondered, as he held a small globe on his hands, representing the planet. Ocaeril'Adabaoth hummed a soft tune, as his fingers tapped on his cheek. In these last few-cycles, he had a lot to think and ponder over the future and present of his body-- and the mortals living within it. While long ago, he decided to let go of his title as a 'god' and 'one with the divine', instead of becoming someone who supports and lives among mortals as one, he still had his power and influence over his body, and so did the other gods.

The world didn't stop just because he decided to support mortals, it is what he means. The other gods still had just as much influence and power to change the world as he does. Beings like the Warp, Baldur, Helsa(?), and maybe even Ickol-if-she-decides-to-do-something. Many gods are still selfish and extreme, and even those with good intentions can cause harm by accident, and not having common sense when using their divine powers. Magic, principally! Heavens, some people were just broken with it, and don't even get him started on the Winds, ugh. It even affects this very avatar with those god-awful tattoos...

While the world wasn't in any specific dangers, giving gods a sandbox with pretty much the ability to do whatever with very few consequences, was bound to lead to trouble. It did in the past.

"If I had a nickel for every time we had to deal with weirdoes..."

...He would have like, 3 or 6, but it would still be a worrying amount given he's a god.

Hmmmmm...

Ocaeril scratched his chin. He didn't want to do something that would put him against all the gods, of course. While he did absorb Zyr and became a fused version of the two beings, he still was a good person, he liked to consider himself. Yes, he needed something to keep balance. Gods fuck up a lot and tend to blow things up and again, be very extreme when creating things. Heaven's sake, there's like, two wish-granting artifacts so far in the world...

He needed something to...

...Eat Fantasy.

"...Wait, no, that sounded lame as hell. Lemme try that again."

*Ahem*

Something to...

...Kill Fantasy.

"...Meh. I'll work on it later."

Rising himself up from his gap that was currently acting as a chair, Ocaeril cracked his knuckles. He would need to be very, very, very careful when doing this. He had the means to both control and create this vague concept he came up with his head, given his miracles, spheres, and overall domains. In fact, he himself could 'drain away' fantasy given one of Zyr's miracles, which would definitely make things easier. But, the problem was outside sources and their overall actions in the world. They were going to be an 'elite.' As such, they needed someone aside from just him to control what they do.

...Hmm, yeah, right. Organization time? Everyone seems to be making one these days. Yeah, fuck it.

Regardless, he'd work on that later. Snap.

A multicolored, Kaleidoscopic light was formed in the dark, destroyed realm. It swirled and turned. With destruction you shall fight, with Space and Time you will both exist and not, and with Reality Drain, they shall use their fangs...(Not given, but blessed with it. He wasn't dumb enough to just give off his own aspects and miracles.) Grow, grow, grow. Evolve, learn. Think. Become stronger. Become powerful. Become sentient. Learn to think. To talk. To judge. To not be tempered with outside, magical sources, divine or not.

Be one...That will break the messed up fantasy of others.

Sound came. It was loud and ringed in Oca's ears. What almost seemed to be energy came from the sphere passed through next to his head, as a careful, nervous, and at the same time confident smile appeared on his face. Multicolored light came from the sphere of light, as then--!

TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSH​

It sounded almost like steam, mixed with some sort of fast-moving object zooming right next to his ear, as when Ocaeril opened his eyes, he saw...Nothing.

His Third Eye did, however.

6...No, 8!

Nidhogg
Tenryuu
Ouroboros
Chaoskampf
Kuzuryu
Isetsuhiko
Denwen
Tanin'iver

8 swirling, serpentine beings swirling around in a status of both existence and non-existence. Their (non) existence, just by a glance of their creator, came about correctly. Beings who weren't magical, but whose existence didn't apply for science. Beings who weren't biological, magical, or anything of the sorts, instead, existing in an eternal in-between of these two things. Their entire bodies were anti-magic. However, even that term isn't correct, Ocaeril realized. While they were meant to be anti-magical, anti-magic is simply stronger magic nullifying weaker magic. It can be overpowered or canceled through certain means. But not these beings.​

Evolution and Void truly were good combinations for things like these. While it didn't look like it, they were indeed sentient, if the stares and head tilt they gave him told anything. They were beings who 'judged' aspects of the world. Things that were considered by him, their creators, and themselves are dangerous or 'unnatural', would be nullified, much like a more passive and 'mental' [Void Miracle.] Beings who fought to maintain balance. To keep the growth of magic in check, such as the complicated winds, but in some cases, even science. Their non-existence, what did they call it, 'Schrodinger'? Something like that-- it allowed them to be rather passive in their nullification effects.

Of course, Ocaeril wouldn't send them all to cause havoc, as once more, he doesn't wish to get on anyone's bad side. After all, they were beings who were going to act when a mortal gets extremely powerful with magic and threatens to forever change the balance of the world. Or in some cases, when a god messes up big time. Of course, they couldn't nullify action and consequence, but they could at least make someone powerless permanently, or temporarily. Which, most likely would be hard and quite specific to happen, but regardless, they were the big 'panic' button.

Regardless, they needed somewhere to stay. They could take hosts and stay inside objects, but for the most part, those who take them inside their bodies (somehow) would lose all their magical abilities, or scientific, largely depending on circumstances. In some cases, they might not lose it at all-- but in the case they did, with only raw training that could take years, they could perhaps control their power a bit better, and use some of the abilities they previously lost.

He considered the Tailed Beasts, but that could likely mess them up, given they were pure Chakra. So, they were out of the question. As such, Ocaeril pulled his umbrella/dragon slayer spear and offered it to them. It took a moment for them to realize what he meant, but before long, the 8 Imagine Breaker dragons entered the spear, thankfully not disabling it's already existing abilities. Only a temporary home, for now.

...Hmm, Imagine Breaker...

"...Fantasy Killer...Yup, I got it!"

With a proud-of-himself little hum, Ocaeril skipped away to an unknown part of the world for his next step.

 

[Space Buddha]

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Meanwhile, before the city of Camelot, a loud banging would be heard against the gates, though upon inspection guards would find nothing there. In the distance, a strange figure in black could be seen, clouds gathered above him and casting the shadow of a dragon. It would continue twirling a gnarled staff, remotely banging against the gates, lightning crackling above him and briefly showing what would seem to be a great, disc-like mass concealed within the clouds.

BlackCat-055
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[BlackCat-055]

Eva smiled.

“I would like a defensive gift, Mother. Something to defend my creations.”

Action 1
(this post is low effort because I have to post something so you can leave, but I don't have the will and muse to make a proper thing)

Inqui nods and gives Eva a Shield which holds pure heroic presence, which ties itself into Eva, it is something that will eventually grow to become something that of her own, which is why it's blank with the only unique thing about it is that it can speak through humms that only Inqui, Oca, Eva, and her close ones can understand.

It's a blank canvas which will be painted on by the journeys, dreams, and hope of Eva, eventually, a representation of her.

But the one thing it does have is that it's imbued with the concept of defend, so long as Eva puts her entire desire, will, and conviction to defend something, it will do its best to defend, borrowing power from her to grow stronger and stronger, enough to help against Godly threats

After that, Inqui bids Eva goodbye as she tells her to be safe and hopes she may find Tru companions or something

 

[KolastoRPN]

Helsa Fluff

Lying on her throne, extremely irritated at several things, one of which was the fact that she wasn't drunk right now, was Helsa.

After having drunk all the alcohol on the island a while ago and spent an entire cycle hungover, Helsa's cultists had banded together to keep all alcohol off the island for a while. This may have happened because she made them clean up her mutagenic vomit and any horrible mutants that happened to be made from said vomit. Either way, there would be no alcohol on the island for a while, and Helsa didn't want to go get it herself.

But that left Helsa to do something she absolutely hated. Be introspective. She was the revelation that she'd been trying to cover up with ridiculous amounts of alcohol.

That she wasn't sure how to feel about her evil actions anymore. Ever since...that incident she will not speak of ever...part of her just didn't feel right when unleashing corruption on the world.

Helsa raised her hand, corruptive energy gathering around her sharpened, manicured nails, prepared to lash out at the world...

But she didn't do anything. She just looked at the emerald lightning crackling across her limb, quiet.

I just...don't know what I want anymore. Ever since that...incident...I've just...lost something.

An image of Ocaeril in that purple suit then appeared in her mind.

...there's also the fact that Ocaeril's become all sneaky and deceptive now. And...well, since no one can hear my thoughts...he's become FREAKING HOT. Just...unf, I don't know why, but that SUIT.

Confused, irritated, and blushing somewhat, Helsa snarled and lied back in her throne.

...what am I supposed to do...If I can't do evil?

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Spoiler: Author's Note

I had wanted to do more of this, but I was too tired. So here's some fluff.

 

[CutieBoop]

Tiamat, the Navigator: Action #1
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While Tiamat spent time with her (adopted) family, she let the others talk to each other, while she herself decided to make some distance. Why? To surprise!

Tiamat formed two different eggs. They were closed, but they were about to be filled with magical life inside. How this is managed is by the goddess cradling these eggs, filling them with magic as well as her channeling her thoughts within.

'The first egg will represent light: the joy of a paradise and the enjoyment of life to its fullest. I'm sure this dragon will present my love for the world, and it will help its sibling follow its footsteps. True happiness is to be shared, and so they will do just that.' Tiamat thought, describing the first egg. The egg glows more light, white than darkness. The dragon dubbed Paradise will have a lot to handle, but they will not handle it alone.

'The second egg represents darkness: the inevitable suffering and lack of perfection in life, but that is okay. Suffering is comforted by the light that is Paradise. Suffering happens, but it is most important that in imperfect moments, they should know they are good enough.' The second egg, as Tiamat described in her thoughts, glowed dark black, with some specks of light. It will be named Demiurge.

'While they are born, true happiness cannot be achieved so easily. They must go through their hardships together with the family of gods alike. They will learn. They are my thoughts. Thoughts are shown in every being, even in mortals. They will become... sentient beings, and my children as well. I will trust my family to take good care of them.'
After the eggs are made, unhatching, she will return to join the fam (Inqui and Eva) to give them the eggs.

BlackCat-055 Selee-01

"Aaah, aaaahhhhh. Aaaaaa aaah aaahhh. Aaaahhh laaaaaa. Aaaaahhh aaaa, aaaaah aaaa. Laaaaaahh." (My children, I have prepared a gift for Eva. These two eggs you see are Paradise and Demiurge. They will be assisting Eva on her journey through life as a mortal and a god. They also learn from other gods, so be sure they are taught well. They should hatch soon.)

As the eggs are bouncing, that just means the dragons inside are getting ready to hatch soon. They're bonking their heads towards the egg shell trying to break free.

 

[BlackCat-055]

"Aaah, aaaahhhhh. Aaaaaa aaah aaahhh. Aaaahhh laaaaaa. Aaaaahhh aaaa, aaaaah aaaa. Laaaaaahh." (My children, I have prepared a gift for Eva. These two eggs you see are Paradise and Demiurge. They will be assisting Eva on her journey through life as a mortal and a god. They also learn from other gods, so be sure they are taught well. They should hatch soon.)

As the eggs are bouncing, that just means the dragons inside are getting ready to hatch soon. They're bonking their heads towards the egg shell trying to break free.

Inqui chuckled mirthfully as she saw the eggs bounce and dwaddle.

"They...are..ador....able, ve...ry go...od...gifts..for...Eva"



Inqui then scrunched up her face in worry as she looked to Tiamat in concern.

"I...had...a...reve...ala...tion, I....would...li..ke..to..ask..your...adv...ice...on...it..Tia...mat...is...that...o...kay?"

 

[CutieBoop]

BlackCat-055

Tiamat smiled. "Aaah, aaah. Aaaaaahhhhhhh." (Of course, my child. I am open to many questions and words of advice.) Now Inqui has Tiamat's full attention, eye-to-eye, awaiting many questions as the eggs get ready to hatch. They sit still sometimes to listen to Tiamat's words inside their eggshells.

 

[Space Buddha]

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Original The Character: Action 1/Fluff
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Meanwhile, in the "Provence of Larion", now a vassal state of Spartacys with all the great eagle banners, classical architecture and cathedrals that would imply, a more ancient force lurked in the shadows, a man in a dark robe soon discarded as he slipped into a home marked with an emerald insignia, a number of others inside soon to shed their disguise, revealing their true nature.

A few "Security Personnel" at the entrance would retain their forms, being changelings who could only resemble one person, this was no difficulty or discomfort for them, as they tended to spend most of their time in their human form regardless, especially since the Spartacyn forces has exposed their presence, cause for great concern among the dopplegangers, but so far, the occupiers had not made the connection between the army of changlings they were quick to overcome and their more secretive masters.

Among the shifters gathered around the table there were three of the remaining System Lords of Larion, equivalent to nobility and whose holdings remained largely intact, two of the fallen lords whose cities had been sacked, and their first primes, the changeling leaders of their armies which now lie in ruins. The highest ranked doppleganger, and current governor of Larion as the vassal state it is, was of the group was first to speak.

"We are gathered here because our empire lies in ruins, the changelings uncovered and the worship of our god forbidden, what must be done?"

Another dopple slammed his skeletal fist down on the table.

"The same as we did to Larion, we take their sons and become as them, these people must be made to suffer for what they have done."

Another raised their hand, indicating that the other should calm their tits.

"If we were to do such we would be at risk of discovery, their means of detecting changelings work on us as well and they are employed exclusively upon children and prisoners. No, we must find another means to authority, and the first step to authority will be ensuring an end to the oppression of the changelings, without constant 'humanity-checks' replacing the king will be far easier."

"But how could we do such a thing? The nobility is untouchable so long as the inquisition's flames burn, are you suggesting we parade around in our true forms with signs in civil protest?!"

The angry-ass dopple's first prime coughed, trying to attract attention to herself.

"I-If I may..."

The dopplegangers all turn to look at the changeling girl, a scrawny little thing hardly an excuse for a first prime, typically meant to be an imposing figure, though she was among the last survivors of her lord's army, and the only one remaining by her master's side.

"Yes? Speak!"

"Y-Yes my lord, well, I was going to suggest y-you might be going about this wrong?"

The dopplegangers glared at her, and one practically shouted a response.

"Well what in Original's name would you suggest!?"

The changeling recoiled back a bit before responding.

"Well, uhm, the nobility may be out of reach, but have you considered the priesthood? It is they who declare our kind heresy, and they who search our homes for evidence of such things. Perhaps if you could begin to replace the clergy, we could begin to loosen the bonds over our kind and soon make the nobility vulnerable again. Or, perhaps, with the clergy as powerful as it is, we may not even need to take the royals!"

The dopplegangers nodded in agreement, the supreme system lord seeming to agree with the changeling girl, addressing the others.

"All opposed?"

No one raised their hand.

"Well then it's settled, we take the priesthood of Spartacys..."

In the coming years the dopplegangers would invoke the power of their god, stengthening their illusions and enabling them to move unseen through the system, soon replacing the priesthood of Larion and later moving into Spartacys itself. The changelings would also recieve original's aid, those whose larionese human families and friends sought to hide them would have the crusaders searching their homes diverted by the sight of a fleeing changeling, one with black eyes and blue hair. The man who sought to conceal his changeling wife in a closet would find his coats fallen off their hangers that day, covering her up in her moment of need courtesy of shoddy craftsmanship. The priests, meanwhile, would find Original himself walking among them, committing Heresy after Heresy in the guise of a priest and burning on a dozen stakes, laughing like a clown and singing the night away each time, diverting their attention from the more serious threat that grew in their conquered lands while Original simply danced naked on the altar. These occurances, however, would be noticed in Spartacys and its vassals, and in time their god may take an interest in the strange heresies of Larion, and perhaps those strange mages serving his chosen royals as well, whose heresy is tolerated for their utiliy, the Still Liars.

Interaction: Just_a_loneley_pilgrim | Churl​

 

[Just_a_loneley_pilgrim]

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Andreacys god of the sky: All actions/Fluff
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Andreacys was annoyed to say the least about these doppelgangers infiltrating his holy church. They had poisoned its clergy and brought heresy upon heresy in the minds of the peasants. He would not allow this to continue any further and so it happened that Andreacys went to the now older heroes of the church. They had been gathering non stop and still discussed many subjects like they talked a lot about their military campaigns, their heroics deeds and their brave subordinates. It was then that Andreacys appeared before his most loyal and trusted subjects
"I must warn you all althought I won’t tell you the details I shall tell you that our church has been infiltrated. The minds of our priests have been corrupted, i order all of you to go bring your sons or other loyal warriors. I shall grant them the same honor as I have done to you. We are in dire need of reformers again."

So it happened three days after this occurrence Andreacys came back to the fellowship. This time the room was filled with twice as many people. "You all know what has to be done we have been infiltrated. I trust all of you here to root out the problems this infiltration can only be stopped through clever actions no brute violence. So my children I have placed my trust in you and hope that you shall not only expand our empire further but also fix our internal matters"

with that Andreacys left his worthy followers on their own to find out what his words meant. They would start their "detective" work that night and thats how the old grandfathers of the church got their own apprentices.

That fateful night Andreacys created his own race. He creat the first one out of thunder literally, it was a thunder elemental. He actually created one and he called him Türàn. Türàn was made out of thunder but his silhouette was that of a human. "I call you Türàn my child we have much to discuss and there no time" that’s how it basically went, Andreacys teached Türàn, since Türàn could easily obtain knowledge he quickly learned of his gods goals. "Türàn I want you to go protect the church at all costs but not only that reproduce and spread your kinds all over the planet. Teach the heretics the difference between good and right and protect the weak. I know it’s a great burden but I hope you will carry it."

That night Andreacys created the first air elemental too. It was called Aïreus and it would go on and become friends with Türàn, and so Andreacys traveled in disguise throughout the world training and teaching his close newly created friends. Although Türàn and Aïreus traveled together they had different missions. Aïreus was too reproduce but act as spies of the church not as warriors, they would become the priests and higher ups of the clergy. Aïreus was the intellectual of the two and Aïreus and Türàn saw themselves as twin brothers. But they were opposites ,Türàn being rowdy and violent and Aïreus calm and perserved. They just like brothers fought all the time and Andreacys needed to stop them everytime. Andreacys began to feel like a father to them, they were his sons his treasure. After he teached them all they could they left. The birds left the nest and Andreacys couldn’t stop himself being concerned and watching them the first weeks. It wasn’t long before they began to reproduce, the legendary grandfathers of the church knew of the elementals and ensured they were welcomed with open arms.

Although only one grandfather knew of Aïreus and he ensured that Aïreus would be kept secret. Aïreus decided that he would operate from the shadows and maybe allign himself with shady business to ensure the survival of the church. The two "brothers" still worked together and they would for eternity. Since although they reproduced their knowledge was being passed onto their children like a kind of genetic knowledge. Every elemental still had their own characteristics and personality. But their opinions were all the same and this made them the most feared and most powerful weapon of the church.


Türàn


Aïreus

 

[Celestial Speck]

Ocaeril'Adabaoth, 2nd Action
Space Buddha
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In the long and comfortable fields of the afterlife of the planet god, in different realms and locations, nine souls belonging to nine mages stood resting. One thing many forget about the afterlife of the planet god is perhaps that the choice between eternal rest and reincarnation back in the cycle was a choice available to any and all that followed, or ended up in Ocaeril's own afterlife. These nine mages, once greatly appreciated by their civilizations for their power, knowledge, and study over magic, after a lifetime of adventures, research, and sometimes even suffering, had decided that they wished to rest like many others before had chosen.

They were powerful, and perhaps small stories of them were told over time. They weren't legendary heroes, but they were followers of the god of evolution. Perhaps that was the reason they were so skilled in magic at the time.

Standing in a circular table with food, the 9 of them happily ate together. They were companions, maybe not in life, but certainly in the afterlife. Similar fates, similar stories to tell, similar knowledge. 6 men and 3 women. Brought together in undeath as companions. After all, the afterlife is a 'hub' where many souls stand with one another. Odd friendships might form between its inhabitants, principally in one so calm as this one.

It was a simple celebration. A meeting of a group of companions. They weren't celebrating anything in specific, but at the same time, they were happy to celebrate.

It didn't last long, however.

A knock on the door came, as they blinked. They haven't invited anyone, and despite no longer having the need to use their spells, they still knew how to count-- all nine of them were here, weren't they? Regardless, the thought of danger was unlikely, given the current existence they lived on. One of them had raised themselves up and calmly walked over the door. Perhaps it was a lost soul that ended up here--?

As the door had opened itself, all nine of them gave sight to something that made their jaws drop on the ground.

There, standing was a man of regular stature and appearance. Blonde hair on a ponytail, and wearing a fancy purple suit with an umbrella on his hands, checking the time on a relatively modern clock for the current era. His blue eyes soon moved to see the figure on the door, who currently had their jaws open, almost like a deep-sea predator ready to swallow their prey. The man let out a chuckle, putting his clock away somewhere they couldn't quite see, before coughing into his hand.

"Sorry, can I come in?"


"So...What you're saying is...The world is fucked?"

Nihawk of the 'East' said in his new body in the living world, as he and his companions talked alongside a literal god in what appeared to be a small forest in an unknown location of the world. He, along with his companions, at first had doubts if what they truly were seeing was real, and the literal manifestation of the planet was truly visiting them on his afterlife.

...Perhaps when one puts it that way, alongside the overall scriptures and depictions of Ocaeril over the years, it wasn't really that surprising. Perhaps it was a thing all ghosts had experienced as well, just not them.

"Well, sort-of-ish. It's in this weird state where I feel like things will only get worse over time. Growth is good you know, but it can lead to a lot of troubles."

Ocaeril said as he walked alongside them like he was just another person. It was really hard to believe he was a god. But his divinity, and the fact he was able to revive them using something called a '[Void] Miracle' was truly questionable. They felt like they never died, but they couldn't feel as if life and death existed on them, either. He had apparently, in his words, made that 'into nothing.' Whatever that meant.

They felt like an undead. Something that was...Odd. None of them had felt the psycho and sociopathy that comes with undeath. They could still feel things like they did in life, and after they had died.

He had given them titles, too. Nihawk of the East, Kiki of the South, Jass of the North, Krasnen of the West, Sigyl of the Southeast, Maahen of the Southwest, Han of the Northeast, Yung of the Northwest. And finally, Ainz of the Center. At first, they didn't understand the reasoning as to why, but soon, his explanation was plain and simple. The world kinda was burning and the main preparator was mostly magic and science as well, mostly thanks to the gods, but mostly mostly mortals, as well, given how time passes forward.

An organization was in order to keep order in the world. Protect it against catastrophic, world-ending events involving either technology or magic. They weren't going to be ones to go against growth, but rather, control it, so mortals don't grow greedy with magic. After all, with the corruptive Winds and the spread of Chaos, and all the gods constantly trying to stab one another, it was obvious mortals at some point would receive the short end of the stick.

Of course, that would be hard. They weren't afraid to ask how the hell they were meant to do that. They were okay with going back to life somewhat if god wanted to, and would normally try and keep peace in the world if it needed to. But it felt like he was asking too much.

As such, the solution he gave was simple.

"Ever heard of Dungeons and Dragons, kids?"

Somewhere beyond universes, someone laughed.

All nine of them were trained extensively over the years and gifted with the ability to use Space-Time Ninjutsu. Soon, their abilities grew to their wildest imaginations could ever hope for. Teleportation, the ability to create more space inside locations, alongside all the time of the world to learn all Nature Releases and other unique types of Jutsu, thanks to their lack of a concept of 'death' or 'life.' They were true immortals.

No longer after, Ocaeril had pointed them to a Dungeon of the Warp. Relatively young, it was thankfully easy to enter it and form a contract with it, courtesy of Ainz of the Center. The promises of growth were easy to achieve. Utilizing Space-Time Ninjutsu, the dungeon was able to move around the world with ease, being bigger on the inside, and often merging with any buildings, somehow not affecting their overall mass. It was often something like a door that wasn't there before, leading to somewhere completely different.

And even better for the Dungeon, making it grow with those powers was, for the most part, relatively easy.

Soon, the Dimensional Fortress of the 9 Whispers was born.
​

Ah, right. They were called the Nine Whispers. It was a cool name, Ainz had thought.

8 of them were gifted by Ocaeril with a common artifact, infused with one of the image breaker dragons on it. Ainz himself, as the 'leader', and mostly because Ocaeril didn't create 9 dragons, could call upon Ocaeril's power and use a form of Reality Drain that was on par with the artifacts in terms of magical nullification. According to Ocaeril, they could also infuse the dragons within themselves for more nullification power, but at the risk of losing all their supernatural abilities.

Their objective was simple. Work almost like 'weather forecasters' of sorts, and make sure the planet isn't corrupted by magic or pure bullshit divine interference that would absolutely mess with the balance of the world and life itself. Something about 'doomed timelines' and 'the bullshit other gods can pull when they're feeling like it', Ocaeril had said. They wouldn't be antagonistic, as they would often seek out recruits for their cause, while also helping other people if need be in whichever way they could.

The first recruits would be mostly Shadowkin, after Ainz contacted him by Ocaeril's orders, and Ji'in had done the same. They were to help their empire grow and give them knowledge of the surface and a chance to explore it. But, truly, nearly any being from all races was welcome, as long as they weren't evil, of course, or ulterior motives. After all, those who left the organization often had to have their memories wiped out. They had to keep their existence mostly a secret, after all.

Perhaps one day, they would show themselves to the world. Now wasn't that time, however.

 

[tacenda]

Ziji awoke in his nest. He slowly recalled his plan to have a long, deep slumber. He took in his surroundings on the island. It was vibrant and tropical and the ocean was turquoise. He stretched his wings and felt the little jolts of energy that the use of powerful inventions sent through him. He jumped out of his nest and flew into the sky.

 

[Stikes]

Farmer Joe Combat Action

He'll try to transmogrify into a swarm of locusts, shrinking into many to fly and weave out of the bonds. Before assembling back together to strike Kura.

As Joe comes in, Kurantse darts back, then fires a single coin forward at the other god's chest with a particularly powerful and focused burst of force.

 

[BlackCat-055]

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Meanwhile, before the city of Camelot, a loud banging would be heard against the gates, though upon inspection guards would find nothing there. In the distance, a strange figure in black could be seen, clouds gathered above him and casting the shadow of a dragon. It would continue twirling a gnarled staff, remotely banging against the gates, lightning crackling above him and briefly showing what would seem to be a great, disc-like mass concealed within the clouds.

BlackCat-055
​

Tanya sighs as she paces around the throne room as Merle, Harley her Apprentice, and the Royal Guards.

"So far, we have my fake father doing a one-man siege, because he's a dick"

"Doesn't your Father have what you called meta-awareness?"

"Yes, I know"

"Oh...oooh! Okay then"

"Anyways, since my fake father is like this, I'm going to go talk to him" and so Tanya went to meet Zemarasil, but Tanya also escaped in every single escape tunnel, she also sailed away, and she also teleported away.

Yes Tanya had body-doubles, both normal and Changelings, which she used in unison, so no one can know which one is the real Tanya.


The Tanya who went to Zemarasil took out a magical loudspeaker and called out to him.

"Go away, you're not my real dad"

BlackCat-055

Tiamat smiled. "Aaah, aaah. Aaaaaahhhhhhh." (Of course, my child. I am open to many questions and words of advice.) Now Inqui has Tiamat's full attention, eye-to-eye, awaiting many questions as the eggs get ready to hatch. They sit still sometimes to listen to Tiamat's words inside their eggshells.

Inqui sighed as she looked down, interlacing her hands, hidden under the heavy steel gauntlets.

"I...am...the...fir..st...hero...as..you...know...and...as..the...fir..st..her..o...it is...my..du..ty...to...save....the...na...tions...of...Oca...eril....yet...there...is...a war...one...that I...do..not..know...what...to..do...will...I...help...them...all? Or....not....I..do...not...want...to....be...bia...sed...to...one..fac...tion...yet...I..feel....like...I...mu..st...do...some...thing...ple...ase....imp...art....your...wis....dom...to...me...Tia...mat"

 

[Space Buddha]

• Joe VS Kura
• Tanya

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  Stikes | Gravitys Momentum
  
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  KURANTSE
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  Kurantse's attack likely would have killed Joe, were it not for the fact that he had no chest, and was now a swarm of locusts whose stings only mildly irritated the other god, though now, the battle seemed to have evened out in no one's particular favor, and it is likely the next successful strike would determine the victor.
  
  
• 
  

  Tanya sighs as she paces around the throne room as Merle, Harley her Apprentice, and the Royal Guards.
  
  "So far, we have my fake father doing a one-man siege, because he's a dick"
  
  "Doesn't your Father have what you called meta-awareness?"
  
  "Yes, I know"
  
  "Oh...oooh! Okay then"
  
  "Anyways, since my fake father is like this, I'm going to go talk to him" and so Tanya went to meet Zemarasil, but Tanya also escaped in every single escape tunnel, she also sailed away, and she also teleported away.
  
  Yes Tanya had body-doubles, both normal and Changelings, which she used in unison, so no one can know which one is the real Tanya.
  
  
  The Tanya who went to Zemarasil took out a magical loudspeaker and called out to him.
  
  "Go away, you're not my real dad"

  
  The lich coated in raven feathers halted its conjuration of a storm, though the cloud above remained to conceal some strange disc as Zemrasil gazed into the distance with unseeing eyes in the general direction of 'Tanya'.
  
  "An astute observation, I believe your real father lives in Larion at the moment. Now, may I ask, where is my daughter?"
  
  

 

[BlackCat-055]

The lich coated in raven feathers halted its conjuration of a storm, though the cloud above remained to conceal some strange disc as Zemrasil gazed into the distance with unseeing eyes in the general direction of 'Tanya'.

"An astute observation, I believe your real father lives in Larion at the moment. Now, may I ask, where is my daughter?"

"Tanya" raises an eyebrow.

"Oh? Well where is your daughter? Well she could be here, she could've been in a tunnel, she could be back in the Castle directing efforts to help keep up with the siege, she could have sailed away, she could be calling for help, heck, maybe she's here right now, what would be the truth? Well the truth is subjective, what constitutes as your daughter? Is it the soul? Well if that was true then how can people be so easily fooled? Maybe it's the memories, after all, the experiences and the actions you've did and done are what constitutes you, yet memories can be fabricated, why else can you make a sleeper agent? You change their memories, make them think they're part of one faction when they're in actuality not, to convert someone as a traitor, so in all honestly, who is your daughter? Maybe the daughter you once knew is gone, I mean, after all, she has changed so much, what makes you think Narus would accept me? Or the other possible Tanyas, Tanya has changed, from the young girl in Axis to the stoic ruler of Camelot, who rules with a just yet firm iron hand, the time has come, what makes you think he'll accept us? In all honesty, it's best you give up, I can foresee it, you're desperate, why else do you continue to do this, maybe you've traveled so far, you've searched high and low, you're desperate, you're willing to end this, you just want her, whether you must end the world or not, am I right or am I right?"

"Tanya" says with a sly smirk

 

[Gravitys Momentum]

Farmer Joe: Combat Action

Joe reforms parts of the swarm into a pair of arms, bobbing and weaving as they punch down Kura. When Kura counterattacks the swarm will spread apart around the attack.

 

[Space Buddha]

"Tanya" raises an eyebrow.

"Oh? Well where is your daughter? Well she could be here, she could've been in a tunnel, she could be back in the Castle directing efforts to help keep up with the siege, she could have sailed away, she could be calling for help, heck, maybe she's here right now, what would be the truth? Well the truth is subjective, what constitutes as your daughter? Is it the soul? Well if that was true then how can people be so easily fooled? Maybe it's the memories, after all, the experiences and the actions you've did and done are what constitutes you, yet memories can be fabricated, why else can you make a sleeper agent? You change their memories, make them think they're part of one faction when they're in actuality not, to convert someone as a traitor, so in all honestly, who is your daughter? Maybe the daughter you once knew is gone, I mean, after all, she has changed so much, what makes you think Narus would accept me? Or the other possible Tanyas, Tanya has changed, from the young girl in Axis to the stoic ruler of Camelot, who rules with a just yet firm iron hand, the time has come, what makes you think he'll accept us? In all honesty, it's best you give up, I can foresee it, you're desperate, why else do you continue to do this, maybe you've traveled so far, you've searched high and low, you're desperate, you're willing to end this, you just want her, whether you must end the world or not, am I right or am I right?"

"Tanya" says with a sly smirk

"Well, you certainly know a lot for a changeling, come here one moment."

'Tanya' was telekinetically lifted by the lich, yanked towards the skeletal feather-draped form and baring witness to its sunken features, not skeletal but still appearing like one would expect from a mummy of sorts. Two blind eyes gazed at Tanya as the creature leaned in and sniffed her, attempting to detect her true nature. Were she her true self, the scent of blood (or whatever fluids she drank) and likely the exotic perfumes that she adorned herself with, though were she a changeling or a similar-looking human, there would likely be some telltale signs, Tanya's lack of a need to go to the bathroom would certainly provide an olfactory difference as well.​

 

[VomitIcicle]

tacenda

Corven frowned. He would need assistance. He would need someone who could help him with this project. Despite his best efforts, the exact machinations of this technology remained above him.

Perhaps someone else would be willing to help out...

Corven reached out, probing. He found someone.

"Would you be willing to help me with something?"

 

[tacenda]

VomitIcicle

Ziji felt the familiar touch of someone in need of assistance, like the brush of a feather. Curious, he let himself be drawn by it and found the source of the call.

For the purpose of etiquette, he abandoned his natural pigeon form. After a puff of smoke and feathers, his human form emerged. He gave a polite greeting gesture.

"That depends, fellow deity. Enlighten me, what is it you need?"

 

[BlackCat-055]

"Well, you certainly know a lot for a changeling, come here one moment."

'Tanya' was telekinetically lifted by the lich, yanked towards the skeletal feather-draped form and baring witness to its sunken features, not skeletal but still appearing like one would expect from a mummy of sorts. Two blind eyes gazed at Tanya as the creature leaned in and sniffed her, attempting to detect her true nature. Were she her true self, the scent of blood (or whatever fluids she drank) and likely the exotic perfumes that she adorned herself with, though were she a changeling or a similar-looking human, there would likely be some telltale signs, Tanya's lack of a need to go to the bathroom would certainly provide an olfactory difference as well.​

Indeed the lich smelled the stolen surplus of mana but not much of the exotic perfumes although very clean, which to be fair made sense with Tanya's utilitarian-ness, she also smelled like she was alive.

"You do know other nations are less keen on Liches or unded, which I well, have become in a sense, and would use Bloodhounds to track them right? It would make sense I'd place a more humanly scent on me as to make sure that I wouldn't be bothered by said nations" Tanya she said infomatively with a hint of smugness.

 

[CutieBoop]

BlackCat-055

Now Tiamat makes note of a war that's going on with more than one nation. It can be stressful to try and to save just one nation, especially with more than one conflict at a time in multiple places. "Aaaahhhh." (It doesn't have to be based on the bias.) She shook her head. It's impossible to save all nations by one god. But with more... more gods and more people saving the nations meant less casualties. "Aaaaahhh, aaaaa. Aaaahhh aaaaaa. Aaahhhh. Aaaahhhh aaaaa. Aaaaaahhh." (You do not have to do it alone, my child. To do it alone will only bring more stress. Think of the gods perfect for each nation. Think of the worshippers for each of the nations. The incarnates as well.)

Tiamat listed each of those factions with her fingers, counting the many sources that would help with the war. "Aaaahhhhh laaaaahhh aaaahhhh. Aahhh aaa, ahhh, aaahh, aaaa ahhhhh- aaaahhh." (All of them will assist you in these harsh times. Even if it were from yourself, your worshippers, other gods, their worshippers and all incarnates- they will be of great assistance.) Then, looking to Yinqui, she gets serious. "Aaah, aaahh aaahh... laaaaaaaaa. Aaah aaa, aaahhhh. Laaaaahhhhhhh aaaaa, aaaa, ahhhh, aaa... aaaahhh ahhhhh. Aaaa- Aaaah aaaa laaaa; aaaaahhhhh aaaa aaaaaaaaaa, ahhhhhhh laaaaaaa ahhhhhahhhh. Aaaah aaaa, laaaaaaa?" (With all things considered, the most important part of a heroes' journey... is a path. Without a path, heroes end up lost. My followers and I can assist with needs of navigation, healing, and combat... but we also do good deeds for other citizens. The Triforce- Ruuta and her child Abhi; wielders of Wisdom and Courage, will be strong companions to help the world with a path of heroism. Shall we help with your path and heroism, Inqui?)

In terms of combat, the Children and the incarnates are good against enemies, especially if they are undead or demonic. The incarnate Ruuta and her child Abhi are promising companions to the journey, so that can apply to helping the world and continuing the Triforce's cycle of heroism. They can help with battle, considering if Inqui brought the Triforce wielders on the quest. Tiamat herself can attack no matter which foe. It is all with normal allies and supernatural guidance. She didn't include the two dragons she gifted simply as they were both younglings ready to experience the world, having little to none combat experience.

 

[Space Buddha]

Indeed the lich smelled the stolen surplus of mana but not much of the exotic perfumes although very clean, which to be fair made sense with Tanya's utilitarian-ness, she also smelled like she was alive.

"You do know other nations are less keen on Liches or unded, which I well, have become in a sense, and would use Bloodhounds to track them right? It would make sense I'd place a more humanly scent on me as to make sure that I wouldn't be bothered by said nations" Tanya she said infomatively with a hint of smugness.

"Ah, of course, do allow me to check one thing, however..."

Zemrasil, in his humanoid form, produced a handgun from his robe and shot Tanya in the face. Multiple times. In his own mind, were it truly the person he sought, she would survive and have no evident injuries, though he proceeded to repeatedly stomp on her head after doing so just for good measure, retaining his calm composure the entire time.​

 

[BlackCat-055]

"Ah, of course, do allow me to check one thing, however..."

Zemrasil, in his humanoid form, produced a handgun from his robe and shot Tanya in the face. Multiple times. In his own mind, were it truly the person he sought, she would survive and have no evident injuries, though he proceeded to repeatedly stomp on her head after doing so just for good measure, retaining his calm composure the entire time.

Tanya raised an eyebrow as Zemarasil took out a handgun.

"Killing me w-"

Then she was silenced with a shot, shot after shot, she took them all to the face. By the end, her face was in a mess, but through sheer dedication, she was still alive, clinging to what remains of her life thread.

She chuckled as she raised her left hand.

"Fo..r...Ca..melot"

She then adopted a deranged look of joy as she snapped her fingers, causing her body's mana to activate, converting into an explosion.

Her entire body exploded, which resulted in a large explosion, which made a crater around Zemarasil, although it wasn't able to reach Camelot.

Meanwhile far away from Camelot, in the mountains, Tanya and Harley were crossing it.

Tanya looked back to the direction of Camelot, which Harley noticed.

"Ma'am? Did it happen?"

Tanya simply nodded

"Oh" Harley sighed as she looked back at Camelot too "Do you t-"

"No, I hate that they do, I don't deserve it, no one does, the people must obey yes, but innovation does not come from mindless slaves"

"Still, nevertheless, the way they look at you"

"It helps that I have never had a civil conflict, well, except for her"

"Her? Do you mean-"

"Yes, I'll tell you about her next time, for now, we have an old man to meet, heard he's been living in the mountains lately"

BlackCat-055

Now Tiamat makes note of a war that's going on with more than one nation. It can be stressful to try and to save just one nation, especially with more than one conflict at a time in multiple places. "Aaaahhhh." (It doesn't have to be based on the bias.) She shook her head. It's impossible to save all nations by one god. But with more... more gods and more people saving the nations meant less casualties. "Aaaaahhh, aaaaa. Aaaahhh aaaaaa. Aaahhhh. Aaaahhhh aaaaa. Aaaaaahhh." (You do not have to do it alone, my child. To do it alone will only bring more stress. Think of the gods perfect for each nation. Think of the worshippers for each of the nations. The incarnates as well.)

Tiamat listed each of those factions with her fingers, counting the many sources that would help with the war. "Aaaahhhhh laaaaahhh aaaahhhh. Aahhh aaa, ahhh, aaahh, aaaa ahhhhh- aaaahhh." (All of them will assist you in these harsh times. Even if it were from yourself, your worshippers, other gods, their worshippers and all incarnates- they will be of great assistance.) Then, looking to Yinqui, she gets serious. "Aaah, aaahh aaahh... laaaaaaaaa. Aaah aaa, aaahhhh. Laaaaahhhhhhh aaaaa, aaaa, ahhhh, aaa... aaaahhh ahhhhh. Aaaa- Aaaah aaaa laaaa; aaaaahhhhh aaaa aaaaaaaaaa, ahhhhhhh laaaaaaa ahhhhhahhhh. Aaaah aaaa, laaaaaaa?" (With all things considered, the most important part of a heroes' journey... is a path. Without a path, heroes end up lost. My followers and I can assist with needs of navigation, healing, and combat... but we also do good deeds for other citizens. The Triforce- Ruuta and her child Abhi; wielders of Wisdom and Courage, will be strong companions to help the world with a path of heroism. Shall we help with your path and heroism, Inqui?)

In terms of combat, the Children and the incarnates are good against enemies, especially if they are undead or demonic. The incarnate Ruuta and her child Abhi are promising companions to the journey, so that can apply to helping the world and continuing the Triforce's cycle of heroism. They can help with battle, considering if Inqui brought the Triforce wielders on the quest. Tiamat herself can attack no matter which foe. It is all with normal allies and supernatural guidance. She didn't include the two dragons she gifted simply as they were both younglings ready to experience the world, having little to none combat experience.

Inqui sighed as she thought about it, listening, and mulling over Tiamat's words.

"I...have..work..ed....alone....I...never....thoughh..t...about....he...lp....on..ly...my...hu..bbie...at...most...may...be...it....is...time....I...sho...uld...do...that....I...wilmak..e...a...he...ro...I...will...gui...de...them...but...ma..y...yo..ur...incar...nates...he...roes...of...the...Tri...force...help...them...guide....them...to...the..best...path? I....tho...ught...that...may...be...the..be..st...to...do...is...tha...t..okay?

She looked towards Tiamat with a distant gaze yet with a small smile, her eyes seeping and glowing with a dull and curious light.