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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 10, 2014 18:53:05 GMT
Nether wanted to go back down the mountain but he didn't want to look like a complete coward by backing away despise wanting to so he continued on.
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 10, 2014 19:05:11 GMT
When Nether reached the top of the mountain, he could see the shimmering nothingness in the pit below. "Sssstep. Fooooorrwaaarrrd..."
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 10, 2014 19:32:30 GMT
Nether looked down the pit for a moment, he raised a hoof over it but instead of taking a step forward he took a few steps back. "i'm not dumb enough to jump into that ".
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 10, 2014 19:47:48 GMT
"OH, FOR MY SAKE!" Purple hands shot out of the hole, and grabbed Nether. For a moment, everything went black, then came back. His wounds had solidified, and stopped oozing, and the hands let go and receded back into the hole. Something began to crawl out of the pit, a large, rocky bipedal creature. "Here, you ungrateful simpleton. I made you an avatar. Do what you will with him." Then, the mountain was silent.
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 10, 2014 20:34:00 GMT
"well i thank you for making me one whoever you may be" Nether then looked at the rocky creature in silence "i shall name you... Marrash".
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 10, 2014 20:47:09 GMT
"Yes, yes, now get off my mountain. " A single hand shot out of the hole, and waved Nether away impatiently.
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 10, 2014 21:11:01 GMT
Nether without a word started making his way down the mountain motioning the golem to follow which his dead.
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 11, 2014 18:04:16 GMT
As Nether walked away, something stirred in the mountain. A purple-clad figure, in a dark hall filled with statues of all the gods. The figure picked up a hammer, made of bone and sinew, and shambled in front of the statues of Seraphim and Nether. It hoisted the hammer, and smashed the stone figures, obliterating the top halves. "Two down..." It dropped the hammer, and slithered over to two boxes, opening them. One held a pile of rocks, with one diamond inset into one of the stones. The other held the corpse of a great winged beast, crammed unceremoniously into the small container. The figure laughed.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on Oct 14, 2014 22:03:51 GMT
Watching all that came before, Venusia looks for the life giver. When and if she locates him/her, she goes over to him/her and asks, "You are life giver Celes, yes? We, Venusia, would like to ask if you could breath life into this egg?" She shows what looks to be an egg made of crystallized love, pink and beautiful.
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Post by Windbreaker on Oct 15, 2014 22:50:06 GMT
Celes had been inspecting the forest, looking for a place to call his own. He grew a single tree, tall and thick, from the earth to serve as his home. As the tree grew, he began weaving his power in certain ways to influence the growth, with strong branches placed in ways that would support a platform, and the tree itself serving as the central pillar. He had just finished growing the tree when Venusia found him. He remembered her, even though they had spoken very little previously. But Celes had his single objective of bringing life to the plane and he dared not deviate. But now the plane was full of life, Celes no longer needed to be as single-minded in his pursuits.
When she made her request and showed him the egg, Celes smiled and nodded. "It would be my honour to do so, Lady Venusia. This land would be all the better with your love." He said as he reached out to touch the egg. As he laid his hand upon it, he exhaled softly and that soft glow illuminated the space between his hand and the egg before fading. As before, he spoke that single word. "Wake."
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on Oct 16, 2014 1:41:05 GMT
The egg was now warm to the touch. It pulses with the beat of a heart and Venusia says, "This is the first of our children. We call them Flutterlings. For each of these eggs one hive can be born. We thanks you and to the life you have given, we grant the knowledge of love and the understanding of Mother's Love. It is a powerful aura type magic that the land, or any who can master the magic's type, can use while the new lives are young, so that they can grow strong and well. We will find a place for this egg, so it may hatch. We think a crystalline cave would be good so many more can be born from this one hive. Only four of these eggs exist. From our core they were made. These children share our knowledge of love and our beauty." Venusia sets out in search of a crystal cave with many beautiful crystals, so that the knowledge can be saved within the crystals. This knowledge will be taught to them once they are old enough. When she finds the right place, the Egg hatches leaving crystal egg shells in the walls and fledgling Flutterlings all around the cave. When they wake, they start to make the cave a suitable home but also seam to already miss their mother. Venusia leaves behind a shell of herself for them to find. Her name is Queen Crystal. When they find her, she becomes the first Queen of the Flutterlings or Flutterponies.
((Flutterlings or Flutterponies are the pre-curse changelings. They thrive on spreading love.))
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Post by laserbolt on Oct 16, 2014 23:38:42 GMT
Muer'matt twitched in the Great Underground he had carved out to act as his transit through the world. His grip on the Cracks was becoming tenuous, and he had to find another way to remain unseen. He felt the creation of the flutter...things. He did not like it.
Grelmark stepped out of the Goblinhome, with three others that he had made. Each had diamonds for eyes. "LOOK UPON ME, WORLD! I CREATE LIFE, JUST AS THE GODS DO! I HAVE BEEN GIFTED THIS POWER BY THE GOBLIN LORD, AND THE LIFEGIVER!" Grelmark lowered his voice, and growled. "And they shall see with the eyes of the gods." Nether heard this rather loudly, though he seemed to whisper it. It angered him even more.
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Post by Moonbacon on Oct 18, 2014 10:13:50 GMT
Nether stomped a hoof on the ground in frustration "mark my words you rats your kingdom wont last for a millinia.." he thought as dust rocks and dirt started swirling in front of him. It started to form into a medium sized statue of some kind of dog-like creature "i sha'll make a creatures similar to goblins but way more intelligient noble kind and generous " he mumbled silently he then grabbed the statue with a hoof and goes to look for the life giver.
After locating him/her he goes over to him/her. "iv'e heard you are the life giver yes?" he asked setting the statue of the canine-like creature in front of him "I, Nether would like to ask if you could breathe life into this statue?" he asked.
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Post by Midnight_Aurora on Oct 18, 2014 12:01:12 GMT
Upon the world a wave of feeling came crashing down. It was not hate. It was not rage, but the feeling of caring for one another. For many it would be from within ones own race but for all it is the same. It is Love that comes to the land. a love for all things to be as one's heart desires.
A voice calm like a tranquil river, yet graceful like a songbird says, "I give unto those who know the touch of the mother a gift. Magic of the heart. Auras that not many can block. Learn from those that know the heart and any would learn this power. Only those who know a mother's love can wield this power. But to all I give the chance to gain it."
From within her core, A surge of feeling emerges. With this surge, she claims her most valued traits. She weaves them into the shapes of gems and crystals. Within each a Magic begins to form. First is the love of a mother, given to those with a mother's touch. Second is the power given by hope, a valor's light, a courage to face the future and forge ones own path. For each of her traits both good and bad she forges these gems. Their color and shape formed by the trait within. Her will and truth contained within all of them together. In a final crystal, she places the fifth and final heart crystal egg. This egg given life when all other eggs gained life. From this egg will be born her daughter, a Queen and her voice to the mortal world.
With a flap of her majestic wings, Venusia sends down to the mortal world the crystals. From these heart crystals aura magic is born.
With her work done and her new avatar in place. Venusia retreats back into her domain, the heart of all worlds, to await those who seek to understand and know the true meaning of love. Only her daughter can open the way.
((Post revised and altered. Venusia has temporarily left the mortal world and can only be found in the realm where only gods may tread. Venusia in now inactive, until needed again.))
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Post by Windbreaker on Oct 18, 2014 13:28:11 GMT
Celes began channeling his power, weaving it into shining silver wooden walls, golden vine patterns, and brilliant emerald-like leaves. Before long, he completed what was, in his eyes, a simple treehouse. Then he heard someone call for him, calling him by the title Muer'matt called him. Life-Giver. Simple but accurate, though it only covered the first objective of what he considered his mission. He descended the ivory steps to greet his visitor. "Yes, good sir. I am the Life-Giver, Celes Iridan. It would be my honour to grant this one life, but I make one request in return. It is the same one that I made of Lady Venusia. Teach him the wisdom our Father granted us at our own creation."
At first, Celes appeared to leave without doing as he said, until returning with a single leaf from his house. He then placed his hand upon the statue, exhaling softly as the glow illuminated the gap between his hand and the statue. When the glow faded, Celes removed his hand and said, "Wake."
He turned to this other god and gave him the leaf. "This one leaf contains a tiny amount of my power, but it is enough that his race may prosper. Tell him to eat it, and the power to govern his race will belong to him."
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