The God Game - RP

[Xiao_Caity]

Salvas' warnings filled Marbeth with dread, for she had been suspecting that some fell power had been interfering with her creations of late. Weeping, she bound the dryads to the trees that had borne them, tethering them to a small area of land to reduce the damage they could do.

Having bound her daughters, she reached out to the tiny animals, the small and unnoticed, and imbued them with her power. They would be her eyes and ears in the world outside her Haven, immune to the influences of the other dieties and a natural part of the landscape. She gave them the ability to reproduce quickly and easily, and sent them out in small numbers to anywhere where plants still grew.

Act 4: Bound the dryads to trees.
Act 5: Turned small, unnoticable creatures into her spies, making them immune to the influences of others.
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Nice Girls Don't Scream Orcish Battlecries. (Thank God I'm Not A Nice Girl.)

[HaseoTOD1]

Feeling compelled to pass along this dire news of the village, The shadowed one approached Marbeth.

"There was a village on the coast that suffered from a plague, I removed them. Their souls are awaiting rebirth." He said.

ACT 6: Converse with Marbeth.
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[Wolfsbane]

The first deity smiled as it came back to Home from the nothingness. There had been development already, and it knew exactly what it wanted to do with the new situation.

First, it went to the minds of the gricks and made them believe they had to bring wood into their hole for study. But not any wood would do; only the trees which housed dryads needed thorough investigation. Soon, a bloody struggle began between the lizard-people of the hole and the living trees of the forests as the gricks came to cut down the beings who hated all but their godess creations. Many gricks died in the process, but many a dryad met a terrifying fate in the subterranean tunnels of Grakklespazzs hole.

Having finised this, it went to the birds of the planet, Salvass eagles included, and imbued in them the urge to eat the small, unnoticable creatures which were now Marbeths spies. Even though the birds did not get all of the little animals, they now had to live in fear of being eaten and could not spread as easily and fast as before.

Satisfied for the moment, the deity went to rest in the nothingness.

Act 4: Made the Gricks cut down the trees that the dryads were tied to.
Act 5: Made the birds of Home want to eat Marbeths small animal spies.
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[Arthgon]

*Deleted, because it was a double post*
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Ash: [talking to mirror] I'm fine... I'm fine...
[Mirror Ash jumps out of the mirror and grabs Ash]
Mirror Ash: I don't think so. We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound "fine"?

[Arthgon]

I was not sure that I broke the rules with this, but it was not intentional.

Angered by the actions of the Gricks, Salvas called upon the Great Eagles, who began to hunt them. Surprised by these sudden attacks, the Gricks were slaughtered without mercy. Only a few survivors fled in fear from the forest.

After the liberation of the forest from the Gricks, he sends some of his Great Eagles to warn that someone has malicious effects on their works.

Act 5: The Great Eagles slaughterd the marooding Gricks.

Act 6: Warning the other Deities.
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Ash: [talking to mirror] I'm fine... I'm fine...
[Mirror Ash jumps out of the mirror and grabs Ash]
Mirror Ash: I don't think so. We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound "fine"?

[The_Bob]

Lightning sliced open the southern sky and tons of ash erupted from the slumbering volcano. Through the numerous years of peace, grass and trees have set root upon the barren land, again annihilated by the Deity's manifestation. The mountain cracked above the ruins of Temple of Purpose and the final avatar rose from within. Shaped from magma and flame, the thirteenth avatar was humanoid in shape, with four arms and three eyes set beneath the horned forehead. Thus the Deity embodied The Thirteenth.

As the avatar ascended, it blew the ashes away, again darkening the world for several months, and wept upon seeing its creation in ruin. The temple was scarred, collapsed upon the shoulders of the four caretakers that stood by it while the deity slept. The two bulls returned, wounded and exhausted, only to die and fall apart after telling the deity about forces that stopped and assaulted them. The six watchers circled above the weeping avatar and sang of the conflicts and calamities that befell this beautiful world. They relayed that one of the deities assaulted the creation of another to destroy the Temple of Purpose, while others failed to create harmony. Only two others had made peace, strengthening each other, but closing themselves from the rest. The news created a strange feeling that filled the Thirteen's heart. It was pain - and the Deity felt that it had to be shared.

As the Thirteenth focused on the weakening sensation, fiery tears ran down its face, carving groves across the cheeks and around the nose. The pain grew as it thought of this discord upon the beautiful creation, the sensation turning into cold sorrow, jets of steam shooting from within the cracks across the burning giant's body. Finally it broke through to another level, chilling and paralyzing the avatar, cold steam filling the air, snow starting to fall above the burning volcano. The sudden jump of temperatures caused terrible hurricanes to rage across the globe, uprooting trees and spilling oceans on lands. The pain had consumed the embodiment, and a titan of pain was born in its stead. Once the maelstrom has cleared, every creature and deity knew pain, and shared part of Thirteen's anguish and sorrow.

The ten minor avatars were transformed by this dreadful presence, shattered by the pain and reborn as the titan's minions. Shaped of razor sharp shards of obsidian, held together by seething black mud at their cores, these monsters dwelled in the dark and created darkness when they needed it. They set out into the world to seek out exceptional suffering and steal the souls of the unfortunate creatures, thus robbing both the deity of death and the reaper of their duties.

The Temple of Purpose collapsed and became the Pit of Suffering, drawing upon all the pain in the world, strengthening the Titan of pain. The broken avatar sat upon its throne above the boiling lava and watched as the hot surface reflected the pain of the world.

The volcano would spew massive clouds of ash each year, covering the world with darkness for one month. The Titans and its minions would then boldly claim the world to feast upon its creatures, originating the Festival of Fear. The festivals would culminate toward the solar eclipse, during which a portion of the accumulated suffering would be released, punishing all creatures and deities for the pain they had caused or failed to prevent. It would be known as The Hour of Repentance.

1 - created the Thirteenth avatar
2 - discovered and mastered pain, corrupting the Thirteenth avatar
3 - thought pain to all creatures and deities of the world
4 - corrupted the ten surviving avatars into pain wraiths
5 - corrupted the Temple of Purpose into the Pit of Suffering
6 - channeled the Pit's power to create Festivals of Fear and Hours of Repentance
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[Xiao_Caity]

Marbeth screamed at the death of so many of her children, her heart torn with loss and shared suffering. Salvas' warning had come far too late, for she had already felt the influence of other dieties in her works, and she was planning a retaliation.

She felt the birth of the Thirteenth, and with it came a new understanding of her suffering and that of her children. A streak of cruelty was born in her, and she summoned the power of all her plants and creations and turned them against the Gricks, finishing the work that her ally had already begun.

Act 6: Used plants and animals to finish off the Gricks.
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"Writer's block: it affects the best of us, and doesn't affect the worst of us enough."
~ Kitty, ImpishIdea

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Nice Girls Don't Scream Orcish Battlecries. (Thank God I'm Not A Nice Girl.)

[HaseoTOD1]

To prevent an overflow in his work, the shadow one sealed the souls of the Gricks into himself and funnel into the rebirth cycle slowly. Doing this would take over 1000 years to complete. It would mean that he would have to create others to help him in his work.


ACT 6: greatly slowed the rebirth cycle for the Gricks while planning their use for the future.
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[Wolfsbane]

The first deity felt pain for the first time in its existance, and was intruiged by the sensation. Some other deity had thrust this upon it, but the first had not yet decided if it liked or disliked the gift so it left the matter undisturbed for now.

It instead went back to Marbeths forests, now darkened by the blood and death that had been brought to them. But this was not enough for the first, who at a whim set a large portion of the woods on fire and then watched as the destruction spread throughout the green landscape. The entire forest would not vanish, no, but most of it would be lost forever and many creatures would feel pain and then die. The first deity wondered, as it watched the panicking animals burn, if they experienced pain as it did, and if they found it as enthralling and addicting as it had thought it to be.

Filled with these wonders and questions, it wandered away from Home and back to the nothingness while Marbeths forests stood ablaze.

Act 6: Set Marbeths forest on fire.

(Now, how about no new Acts until Grakelin does the round-up? Those who still have Acts should of course get to use them, but the rest of us should refrain from doing anything until Grake summerizes what's happened so far. Yes?)
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[Grakelin]

After a hundred years, the Gricks were wiped off the face of Home. All but one, who carried Marbeth's nut down, down, down into the hole. The creature offered it to his great Deity. Grakklespazz opened the nut.

His rage was great, and his hundred year slumber came to a sudden end. His plane collapsed into flame, the new sensation of pain filling Grakklespazz's fibre. Any sense of decency, or even sanity, was lost there and then. The ideas flowing in Grakklespazz's mind burst into creation as he roared.

Thousands, millions of unsavory creatures, twisted reflections of the creatures of Home, began to populate Grakklespazz's lair. These were his voice, his armies. He would punish the Deities who sent this torment to him by taking their creations from him and making them his! He sent up his creatures, devils, succubi, and gremlins, each of them twisted into bizarre (or beautiful, in the case of the succubi) forms of the sentient races. They would prey upon the vices of those who called themselves intelligent, giving them their deepest desires in exchange for their service to Grakklespazz. Once they died, however, their souls would go not to the Shadow One, but to Grakklespazz.

Next, he transformed his plane, taking the fires from the explosion and forming them into primal energy which flowed throughout the endless caverns he now called home. With this energy, he created Magic, which his demonic minions would help to spread. This new power was still primitive, and served only two functions: To immediately siphon the soul from a living thing, killing it instantly and sending its spirit to Grakklespazz, and to raise the dead back to life, mindless husks which would obey their new master.

But this still was not enough. With the last of his energy, Grakklespazz forged yet another species, using the heat from Home's core to fuel his smithing. The creatures he created were hairless, except for their heads and their chins. Their skin was rock hard and black as coal. Their eyes were red. Their beards were dark, firm, an almost rubbery substance.

He placed them deep in a cave inside of a mountain, and the Dwarves of Grakklespazz slowly began to dig their way out, their necromancers hungry to create a dark kingdom of their own.


The rest of the world was already in chaos. The forests burned, a race of Great Eagles swooped down to devour most anything they could find. Only the moon was truly safe, and that safety could only last for so long, and the Great Eagles and the intelligent sea creatures could only look up and wish that they had been born there instead.

Darkness was falling onto Home.

Act One: Created devils, whose role was to lure sentient souls into his realm with thoughts of power and glory.
Act Two: Created the succubi, whose role was to lure sentient souls into his realm with thoughts of lust.
Act Three: Created gremlins, whose role was to lure sentient souls into his realm with thoughts of wealth and material possessions.
Act Four: Transformed his plane into endless caverns of despair and primal energy.
Act Five: Created magic, a power that the sentient races could learn and master, in exchange for sacrifice to Grakklespazz. This power would allow them to tap into Grakklespazz's domain, to either kill their enemies, or restore the soulless bodies to life as undead monstrosities.
Act Six: Created Necromantic Dwarves.

[jowell]

It was then that from the thoughts of all things forgotten spawn a new deity, one whose power is unknown. Waking up from his new born slumber comes Bohb the God of Anonymity and he saw his fellow brothers and sisters doing their godly acts, Bohb decided to step forth and act out as well.

Act One: Bohb introduces himself to his brothers and sisters.

Maybe his voice was not loud enough for Bohb wasn't able to get any reaction.

Act Two: Bohb introduces himself to his brothers and sisters again with a much louder voice.

After a few moments of still non-reactiveness a dust bunny rolls by.

Act Three: Bohb screams at the top of his lungs.

The sound of crickets chirping is heard.

Act Four: Bohb starts juggling five mechanical arachnids while balancing himself on a huge ball on one leg while the other leg is used to scratch his behind. A huge neon light with his name appears on-top of him with loud music blaring from huge speakers.

But alas, Bohb's efforts were in vain for his power of anonymity is too powerful.

Act Five: Bohb in desperation creates a being of immense beauty to be his companion.

As life awakens this being of immense beauty, she slowly gets up and looks around. Her eyes glazing over Bohb as if he wasn't there, she stands up and is instantly swept away by a handsome prince and taken away to a faraway land.

Act Six: Bohb says "SCREW IT!" and goes back to sleep.

[Zanza]

Salenthra, the moon haven of Salekriss, rotating the now chaotic world below. It had not been touched by the scorn of a deity, however that could change at any given moment. for 100 years Salekriss slumbered, suddenly waking to a sharp sensation. Salekriss did not know what to make of this, all it knew was the sensation, the strange feeling, it hurt. It was time to investigate.

Using the Obelisks across the world, Salekriss took note of all that had changed, the one nubile world had matured into a dark place full of suffering. Next Salekriss attempted to communicate through his Obelisk in the hole of Grakklespazz. Barely able to connect to it, primal energies interfering with its will. Its efforts were futile, Salekriss could not establish a steady connection to that Obelisk. Angered by this it decided it was time to intervene with the world once again.

With a tremendous amount of energy, Salekriss matured the egg inside the moon, drawing all of the energy from the obelisks that littered it. The egg was ready to hatch, the moon began to shake, cracks appeared across the surface. With an giant explosion the moon burst into flaming meteors which descended onto the world. These meteors were more than just flaming rocks though. Imbued with the power of Salekriss's haven they burned with a purple flame. Causing destruction wherever they landed, from the craters emerged infernal golems. Flaming golems that were immune to magic and extremely hardy. They only had one goal, destroy. Raging across the lands, they only had one weakness, they were weaker when separated, having no true intelligence, separated they remained.

The egg hatched and the avatar of Salekriss was born. Salekriss assumed direct control of it. The giant Squid now had the ability to fly as well as protect wavelengths that corrupted those who stayed in contact for too long. Salekriss descended towards the world, landing on top of the pit of suffering, it began to destroy it. This was the cause of its pain, perhaps if it was destroyed, then the deities would feel pain no more! Three avatars, Pain Wraiths took up arms and attempted to rout the squid, however they were no match for the great avatar. 100 years of growing in the egg had made the squid the most powerful of all avatars.

Its tentacles wrapped around the three avatars and crushed them with their brute strength. The pit of suffering now in ruins, Salekriss realised the pain still existed. Failing in its attempt to halt the pain, it retreated when the other 10 Pain Wraiths emerged, knowing a direct confrontation with them could be its undoing. It took to the air and flew back into the void that was space, waiting, watching, plotting...



Act 1: Destroyed the moon to give birth of the avatar.
Act 2: Assumed direct control of the avatar.
Act 3: Destroyed the pit of suffering.
Act 4: Killed 3 Pain Wraiths.

[The_Bob]

The Thirteenth observed as its home was wrecked, yet there was no immediate response. The dark giant watched silently, giving no order to respond. It saw no need, for the pit was now the very location on the planet, down to its core, rather then the ruin above it. Three wraiths, once the keepers of the Temple of Purpose, sprang to intercept the foe, despite their master's inaction, and seemingly perished in the attempt. They too, however, were no longer specific beings, but the extension of The Pit of Suffering. In time, they would be reborn, spewed beside the ashes during the Festival of Fear. Their role was not over, as many obsidian shards embedded themselves within the giant tentacles.

The titan raised one finger and nodded. The shards in one of the tentacles melted, giving the creature temporary release from the pain, then exploded with white flames leaving long traces in the void of space. The tentacle soon turned dark and fell apart, the monster twisting in unfathomable pain. The Thirteenth counted to three in this manner, further crippling the giant squid. Yet there was more poison left from the wraiths' sting, slowly eating at the tattered stumps left of the mighty tentacles. The titan then raised its hand as to stop the minions, and commanded them to rest. The poison expelled itself, bringing great relief to the suffering monster.

For three servants, the revenge was three tentacles, as to the pit the wraiths were like arms. In time they would be reborn, as well as the squid would regrow its tentacles, now that the poison has been removed. The Thirteenth didn't yet realize that this was justice, yet the avatar realized that there was order behind revenge executed in such manner.

Beside this trivial manner, the Thirteenth had again sent envoys to the other deities. One wraith to Marbeth, in request for the unstained souls of her creations and another to Grakklespazz, requesting Adamantine. The wraiths traveled through the magma inside the globe and emerged on the Deities' territory, unseen until they found the Deities themselves. They offered their services in exchange for the requested goods. They would accept sacrifices so that the civilizations would not be struck as hard during the Festivals of Fear - or at all, if the titan deemed the sacrifices sufficient. They would endow the Deities' creations with purposeful pain, which would warn them of harm and danger, as well as allow the Deity to control them better, teaching them through pain.

The titan then rested upon its crumbled throne and watched as fire rained from the sky, the debris of the moon falling into the ocean. Darkness was upon Home once again.

1: Ordered the wraiths to exact just revenge before returning to the pit
2: Sent envoys to Marbeth and Grakklespazz
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[Xiao_Caity]

Marbeth called down great rains to douse the fires that raged through her haven, a deep rage kindling inside her. Her foe had no children, no creations of his own to strike against, and so she would have to attack him directly, but she needed to rejuvenate her forest first.

She called upon the forest to be reborn, and in her rage, she gave it the power to swallow everything that stood in the way of it's expansion and the ability to grow on anything, from buildings to corpses.

The emissary of the Thirteenth was greeted warmly, and she agreed to allow the Thirteenth to take the souls of her fallen children, being unwilling and unable to make anything of them herself. In return, she asked for an audience with the Thirteenth to propose an alliance and trade between the two dieties.

Act 1: Created a massive storm to save the forest.
Act 2: Expanded the forest and gave it the ability to overgrow any obstacles in its path with time.
Act 3: Gave the Thirteenth permission to take the souls of her fallen children.
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"Writer's block: it affects the best of us, and doesn't affect the worst of us enough."
~ Kitty, ImpishIdea

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Nice Girls Don't Scream Orcish Battlecries. (Thank God I'm Not A Nice Girl.)

[HaseoTOD1]

The shadowed one converted the souls he had collected thus far from the Gricks into blank souls. He made bodies formed of shadows similar to the substance his own body made of. He gave them new life and a far grander purpose than previous life granted. He made them into soul harvesters. The harvesters would continue his work on a larger scale as he waited at the gate of oblivion to decide fate of each soul.

Act 1:Erases the Grick souls of their memories and crimes.
Act 2: Created shadowed bodies for the souls of the remaining fallen ones.
Act 3: Made these new creatures into his underlings to continue his work on a larger.
Act 4: Guards the gate of Oblivion to decide the fate of passing souls.
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[Arthgon]

Saddened about what happened to the forest and its creatures, he created with a mere thought and a flick of his wrist the Tree Folk from wood. Salvas blessed these large Man-like, almost troll-like, figures (fourteen foot high) with intelligence, wisdom, great strength, and great constitution. They serve Salvas and Marbeth as protectors of the woods from every peril.

After that he began to take counsel with Marbeth about the deity who has torched the forests bad influence upon the Great Eagles, Dryads, and messed with the nut. Also, he asked her for help, how to deal with the murderous instincts of his Great Eagles. While at council, he sends a messenger to Grakklespazz to explain everything about the nut, and one to Urdou, telling about why the Great Eagles attacked the sea creatures, and who has done that.

Act 1: Creating the Tree Folk, protectors of the woods from every peril.

Act 2: Took council with Marbeth.
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Ash: [talking to mirror] I'm fine... I'm fine...
[Mirror Ash jumps out of the mirror and grabs Ash]
Mirror Ash: I don't think so. We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound "fine"?

[Xiao_Caity]

Marbeth listened to Salvas' words and reached into his mind, giving him knowledge of her plan to bring low the diety responsible for the ever-increasing string of woes that befell the gods. She asked him to be ready to bring aid should the time come.

Act 4: Telepathically told Salvas of her plan and requested aid if said plan should fail.
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"Writer's block: it affects the best of us, and doesn't affect the worst of us enough."
~ Kitty, ImpishIdea

Currently surviving on caffiene, microwave dinners and requests for porn from certain fandoms. Guess the fandoms, win some porn!

Nice Girls Don't Scream Orcish Battlecries. (Thank God I'm Not A Nice Girl.)

[Wolfsbane]

The first deity came to Marbeths forest once again and went to the very center of it. There, it split the earth with a towering mountain. It made the mountain a hospitable place; it had fruits and roots which tasted good to the animals of the forest. It had many small caves and dwellings for animals to seek shelter in when the weather was harsh. The rock and stone of the mountain was covered with a soft dirt which smelled rich of minerals and life. All in all, it was a very good mountain, and at the top of it, the deity placed a great statue of Marbeth herself, a perfect resemblance of the godess. The mountain could sustain a great many animals, and for those who decided to live on it, life instantly became much more easy and comfortable.

With this done, the deity returned to the nothingness to wait.

Act 1: Created a paradise-like mountain in Marbeths forest.
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[Zanza]

Salekriss's avatar winced in pain as it floated in space, had it not been for Salekriss's presence within the avatar it would probably have perished. It's armored skin began to crack and beams of shine were emitted from those cracks. Salekriss was now channelling even more power into the avatar. The avatar was never designed to harness the power of a deity for so long, in a matter of days the avatar would be burned out. Salekriss regenerated the avatar and controlled its body back down to the planet above the forest.

Although Marbeth had extinguished the fires, the infernals continued to rage across the continent. Salekriss landed in the forest and began to tear trees out with its tentacles. The dryads attempted to mount a defence but were too weak against the might of Salekriss. Those that survived fell victim to the thought patterns of the avatar, warping their very minds and inducing a rabid thought process. The dyrads that had encounter Salekriss were mindless zombies with a taste for only one thing, rage. Soon they would infect that which they did not kill within the forest.

Overwhelmed by the power of Salekriss, the avatar finally buckled, collapsing in the forest. The beams of light that shone through its cracked skin extinguished. The avatar became nothing more than a giant melting carcass.

Act 4: Regenerated and increased the power of the avatar for its final act.
Act 5: Destroyed parts of the forest and many creatures that inhabited it.
Act 6: Induced a rabid thought process into the creatures that survived the encounter with the avatar, causing them to rage (think 28 days later)
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[Arthgon]

Salvas saw the mindless zombies, and was angered by this defilement of the forest. He sends the Great Eagles to the forest, which began to hunt them in the flanks. The zombies surprised by the attacks attacked back, not knowing that the Dryads already began to attack from the other side. Also, the Tree Folk began their attacks. Now the zombies were surrounded, and slaughtered. Through the successful Hammer and Anvil strategy were the Zombies destroyed. Using his healing powers, the inflicted Dryads were resurrected and healed then.

Act 3: Salvas and Marbeth leading the armies, and used the Hammer and Anvil strategy to destroy the zombies.

Act 4: Resurrected and healed the inflicted Dryads.
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Ash: [talking to mirror] I'm fine... I'm fine...
[Mirror Ash jumps out of the mirror and grabs Ash]
Mirror Ash: I don't think so. We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound "fine"?

[The_Bob]

As Marbeth accepted the proposal, the wraith hovered to a nearby clearing and exploded, covering the great forest with darkness. Pieces of obsidian buried themselves in nearby trees and burrowed into the ground. The plants curled and uprooted themselves while the grassy clearing split in the middle. By the time the darkness passed, a temple erected itself over the clearing, constructed from trees and soil.

Dryads would now bring sick and dying animals to the temple, where the wraith would take away their pain, feeding on it. Some would be tortured further, yet none would feel a thing, once placed upon one of the many altars. Soon, dark mud started bubbling from beneath the temple, forming a dark pond in the nearby pit. No animal would ever drink from it, for it contained the essence of death, drained from the dying beasts to prolong their unfelt suffering.

The rituals prevented the souls from separating from bodies cleanly, quickly infesting the nearby woods with restless spirits. The ones who managed to cross to the underworld disobeyed their new master and worked to create gates back to the world of the living.

On the next Festival of Fear, the Thirteenth ordered the wraiths to spare the forest, for it found the sacrifices satisfactory - in no small part due to the assaults upon Marbeth's heaven. As the mighty golem harmlessly passed through the forest, it stopped upon seeing the strange mountain formed in the center of the heaven and saw it was false. The Thirteen waved its arm and the intruding mountain was gone, blown away by the immense power granted by the avatar's deity. The strike leveled a vast area of the forest, beyond where the mountain stood, and The Thirteen felt guilty for the excessive destruction.

The avatar ordered the wraiths to seize seven dryads and collect the crushed trees. Then The Thirteenth formed the dryads into a great bow and from the mightiest fallen trees, arrows. The bow's surface crawled as it overflowed with the pain the dryads felt during the transformation and allowed the bearer to channel it inti the attack. The arrows were dipped in the dark lake beside the Thirteen's temple, making them potent to harm other deities.

The weapons were offered to Marbeth, laid in the crater where the false mountain stood. On the way back from the Festival of Fear, the avatar would stop to converse with Marbeth.

3: Bound the wraith to the land, creating a sacrificial temple.
4: Created the dark rituals, poisoning Marbeth's land and upsetting the underworld
5: Removed the mountain.
6: Created The Twisting Bow and a dozen poisoned arrows
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“Never attribute to malice that which can be adequately explained by stupidity”

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[Arthgon]

Worried about the forest being slowly poisoned, Salvas created a plane, which could hold the dark pond without any risks. Satisfied with his creation, he cast a spell causing the pond to reappear in that plane. It was still connected to the sacrificial temple.

Act 5: Created a plane, which could hold the dark pond without any risks.

Act 6: Causing the pond reappear in that plane. It was still connected to the sacrificial temple.
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Ash: [talking to mirror] I'm fine... I'm fine...
[Mirror Ash jumps out of the mirror and grabs Ash]
Mirror Ash: I don't think so. We just cut up our girlfriend with a chainsaw. Does that sound "fine"?

[Zanza]

100 years had passed and Salekriss decided to destroy the planet. So it did.


KA-BOOOOOOM!!!!


Act 1: Destroyed the planet
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[The_Bob]

The unnamed deity observed the destruction and found the fireworks amusing. So it created a vast multiverse, spanning multiple dimensions, filled it with sentient life and connected it with portals. Then the deity started popping the worlds one by one.

1: LOL'd
2: created multiverse
3: filled it with life
4: connected the worlds
5: popped a few worlds
6: popped some more
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