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New World Incarnation - RP Thread

azontr

He/Him
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The Earth has been taken over by the alternate dimension, The Abyss. Among the rabble of Humanity, a few Chosen Ones have been selected by the Supreme God to Lord over the new land as New Gods. The shifting of Earth to the alternate dimension has already taken place... and now it is time for the new Overlords of existence to make their heavenly descent.


In Caspion...

You find yourself in a space of pure tranquility, surrounded by a void of white. Within this space you feel a sense of weakness overtake you, as the divine authority you may have been eager to exercise is evidently restrained. Still, this sense of peace more than makes up for it... you feel as if you have no need to fight at all. After a few moments of basking in this sense of peace and euphoria, a screen appears in front of you... the same screen that appeared to you not to long ago, alerting you of your ascension to Godhood.

"Welcome, God OR G0ddess!!!!! Would you like to purchase a sector for 300 MONEY???????????????????????"

Yes OR No. Those are your two options. At the top right corner of the screen your current amount of currency is listed: 1000$.

As you ponder this decision, you feel the ability to escape from this dimension at a mere thought linger within the very depths of your soul. It was clearly not meant to trap anybody... so, should you not care to explore this paid feature, the option to leave for greener pastures is always open.

What will you do?

(As @ZoroNotZolo is the only person who chose Caspion, this only applies to him.)

In Chaos...

You're surrounded by a thick cloud of poisonous miasma, circling around you like you're in the center of a tornado of death. It is the smell of rotting bodies... of flesh being decomposed into its base components and returning to the soil. For a human instant death may have ensued from the poison... but you are a God, and the limitations of mortal men don't apply to you. It would take a mere breath to clear the hurricane of rotting miasma.

Should you decide to escape from the cloud of poison, with whatever method you may choose, you find yourself in a towering forest. Everything around you is alive in one way or another, gnawing at you. The Earth tries to take you in like quicksand as the soil fruitlessly attempts to tear through your divine armor, and the crooked trees stare at you with their various eyes and other incomprehensible visual apparatus.

In the distance you will hear the sound of flesh and bone being torn asunder, in more ways than one, filling your ears with the sound of unspeakable violence.

How will you declare yourself?

(As @Everything12 is the only person who chose Chaos, this only applies to him.)

In Gorgon...

Silence. No Gods descend upon the fortress of Elves.

In Manticore...

@DaReaperMan

As you reach your destination, you find yourself floating at the very bottom of a lake. Yes, the very bottom. An unlucky place to spawn, most definitely. But you are a God. Drowning? Incomprehensible to a deity. Through whatever method you may choose, you will be able to easily escape from this oceanic prison.

Once you make your way to the surface, your surroundings become apparent. Surrounding you is a large expanse of water and surrounding that is desolation. Trees and land have been hopelessly flattened and torn to shreds, now unable to support life. If you make any keen observations, you see bits of blue and white cloth pass by in the wind in the distance... only for them to turn to ash as flames consume them. If you had any knowledge of geography, you would be able to tell that this was likely somewhere in Finland, based on the flag.

Going even beyond that, you see lights in the further distance. Not flames... but lights, from some sort of technology. It seems that some people had found a way to settle outside the desolation and maintain whatever innovation that may have been lost in the transferring of Earth into the Abyss. Or... maybe they weren't even human at all. You cannot make out the exact details of the settlement from such a distance with your normal eyesight, but it is the only place within the vicinity.

How will you declare yourself?

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

You spawn in the midst of a crumbling city from a forgotten age. In the times before the transferring of Earth to the Abyss, this place likely would've been one of a country's largest, if not the largest city there was. You could see the fruits of innovation scattered throughout the vicinity. Flickering lights, sparking engines of vehicles crushed by falling rubble, and many others... but these things were functionally unsalvageable now, the great capital now nothing but a shadow of its former self.

Peering beyond the desolation, you see a giant tower in the distance. It's made entirely of hardy metal, as evident by the fact that among all the destruction it has yet to completely break... It extends hundreds of meters in the air, proving itself the greatest feat of architecture within this place. The tower is not entirely solid, however. It is comprised of various gaps and holes... creating an eccentric pattern in the structure.

If you remembered anything from your time as a human, you would recognize this as the Eiffel Tower, still standing tall in Paris. If not, you'd just see it as a weird tower.

In the distance you hear the Earth rumbling, and you see giant beasts rise from the scorched soil. Giant centipedes with countless wriggling legs... and on top them sit several people, of clearly inhuman build. They possess furs where furs should not be... scales that no man could have... claws that only beasts could possess, sharp enough to slice through iron like butter. They are not the captives of these giant centipede creatures evidently, nor are they food, as on each wriggling beast there sits someone at the forefront of all the people, shouting words in a language unfamiliar to you... commanding the centipedes. Ironically, the smaller creatures seemed to have tamed beings far beyond their stature.

The centipedes move with blinding speed, though to a God it appears painfully slow. Still, it's clear they have no intent to approach you.

How will you declare yourself?

@Spider_Kaiju

You find yourself sitting atop a great Clocktower, though the hands of the clock no longer move... only twitch, forever stuck at a time which you cannot decipher, as the numbers on the clock have been burned away. Atop your vantage point you see what was once a great city- Consumed whole by the desolation that ensued when Earth transferred to the Abyss. A mortal man would see nothing but the destruction... but you are a God, and one of great wisdom at that. What the eyes of a human could not see, you can see in tenfold.

You see people of inhuman build and stature stand with giant wings sprouting from their back and enormous claws protruding from their fingers, standing over normal humans. The humans are on their knees and what they say to these avian beasts are mixed... some beg for mercy, some insult and jeer at their sovereigns, and some can only mumble incomprehensible ilk that only an insane man could.

Those who oppose swiftly have their heads severed, while those who comply are flown elsewhere at the speed of sound.

How will you declare yourself?

@Adem_Warlock69

You find yourself rudely intruding on someone's dinner. You drop right onto a large, and I mean VERY large dining table, stretching dozens of meters. If you take a moment to examine the room which contains this exceptionally gargantuan eatery, you see walls encased in gold and jewels and shining lights fixed within unnecessarily extravagant chandeliers.

"🕈︎📫︎🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎!?" Shouts a man at the end of the table in an unknown language, who is um... evidently not of human origin. The insectoid creatures clearly do not take kindly to this mechanical stranger intruding upon their dinner, unaware of your status as divine, and ready their attacks... various magicks crackle in the air, mystical circles of eccentric patterns forming, readying to fire at you with might surpassing modern technology.

They also aim a bunch of giant machine guns at you. Which is... a bit of a weird mixture with advanced magic, but it is a powerful one.

How will you declare yourself?


In the Metabus...

@Backbackback @Oliver_de_jesus @Setsuna_tenma

You are surrounded by a void of utter blackness. There is no sound, no smell, no sensation in the floor beneath you... for any mortal man this lack of existence would be impossible to adjust to, but luckily you are Gods. Your senses are not so easily disoriented. It takes you no time to adjust to your surroundings, as lights begin to surround you. These shining lights take the form of... countless, literally countless, shining doors that surround you from all sides.

All three of the deities encroaching on this realm of infinite possibilities are met with a system message, identical to the one that was shown to them when they were first alerted of their ascension to godhood.

"WELCOME, GOD OR Go-0ddes!! Would you like to rent a Metabus Gate for 500 MONEY????????????"


Yes OR No. Those are your two options. At the top right corner of the screen your current amount of currency is listed: 1000$.

As you ponder this decision, you feel the ability to escape from this dimension at a mere thought linger within the very depths of your soul. It was clearly not meant to trap anybody... so, should you not care to explore this paid feature, the option to leave for greener pastures is always open. Given you are not alone, you may also choose to engage with your fellow Gods who have been dropped into this realm of infinite possibilities.

What will you do?

In Hollowed Destiny...

Not possible.

In Anastasia....

The scorching cold of Anastasia is one that rejects all life. There are no beings here. No plants. No animals. No nothing. All that exists there are mountains of ice and snow, turning anything that steps foot into the realm into solid ice. Even for a God the harsh temperatures of Anastasia are excruciating to endure, feeling every inch of their godly being being slowly frozen solid at absolute zero.

However, there is a God unfortunate enough to be dropped into this frozen hellscape. You are spawned buried in a mound of ice and snow heavy enough to cause your joints to begin to ache with pain... and it'll do you know favors to remain buried. Luckily escaping will be easy with your power, but what is difficult is what to do next. There are no people here, no life... nothing but a gigantic expanse of territory ripe for your taking, with nobody to challenge you for it, for now.

What will you do?

(As @AbaddonTheDisappointment is the only person who chose Anastasia, this only applies to him.)

Registration thread

Divine Records...


The battle between these names that will go down in history begins.
 
You are surrounded by a void of utter blackness. There is no sound, no smell, no sensation in the floor beneath you... for any mortal man this lack of existence would be impossible to adjust to, but luckily you are Gods. Your senses are not so easily disoriented. It takes you no time to adjust to your surroundings, as lights begin to surround you. These shining lights take the form of... countless, literally countless, shining doors that surround you from all sides.

All three of the deities encroaching on this realm of infinite possibilities are met with a system message, identical to the one that was shown to them when they were first alerted of their ascension to godhood.

"WELCOME, GOD OR Go-0ddes!! Would you like to rent a Metabus Gate for 500 MONEY????????????"
"..." as if he's lost in what's happening to the surroundings, the man would look around and notice this message. Much to the fact that he's supposedly a God now, somehow even such fact wasn't bothering him.

His attire— shown in all black— never reflected the light, and his hair and eyes never seemed to ever be surprised nor that excited to even make some glamorous move.
Yes OR No. Those are your two options. At the top right corner of the screen your current amount of currency is listed: 1000$.
"Yes." not much to do there, none was ever the problem. Simple and plain, that was his main shtick to answering.
As you ponder this decision, you feel the ability to escape from this dimension at a mere thought linger within the very depths of your soul. It was clearly not meant to trap anybody... so, should you not care to explore this paid feature, the option to leave for greener pastures is always open. Given you are not alone, you may also choose to engage with your fellow Gods who have been dropped into this realm of infinite possibilities.

What will you do?
"Huh..." crossing his arms, placed hands on pockets, narrowing his gaze towards the surroundings.
 
Szerak opens his eyes, finding himself trapped under a mound of ice and snow. He says nothing, simply trying to move his arms, though to no avail. Any lesser man would lay trapped, left to freeze to death. Szerak was no ordinary man however. As he laid there, he slowly became accustomed to the cold, his body adapting to the harsh temperatures until he felt nothing from them.

"Immolate" Szerak said quickly before snow could fill his mouth. In an instant, flames burst outward from his body, melting the snow and ice covering him and allowing him to move once more. He rose and looked around, seeing only icy mountains.

"Perhaps I can see more from above" he said before sprouting wings and flying atop the nearest mountain.
 
"Finally an escpae from mundanity and boredom" he said as he processed the situation.

"Yes" he said as rented the gate.
 
In Manticore...
@DaReaperMan

As you reach your destination, you find yourself floating at the very bottom of a lake. Yes, the very bottom. An unlucky place to spawn, most definitely. But you are a God. Drowning? Incomprehensible to a deity. Through whatever method you may choose, you will be able to easily escape from this oceanic prison.

Once you make your way to the surface, your surroundings become apparent. Surrounding you is a large expanse of water and surrounding that is desolation. Trees and land have been hopelessly flattened and torn to shreds, now unable to support life. If you make any keen observations, you see bits of blue and white cloth pass by in the wind in the distance... only for them to turn to ash as flames consume them. If you had any knowledge of geography, you would be able to tell that this was likely somewhere in Finland, based on the flag.

Going even beyond that, you see lights in the further distance. Not flames... but lights, from some sort of technology. It seems that some people had found a way to settle outside the desolation and maintain whatever innovation that may have been lost in the transferring of Earth into the Abyss. Or... maybe they weren't even human at all. You cannot make out the exact details of the settlement from such a distance with your normal eyesight, but it is the only place within the vicinity.

How will you declare yourself?

Artanis didn't bother swimming, opting to use both his inability to drown without a mouth or nose and Teleportation to escape. Swiftly materializing in those blue crystalline formations with water sliding off of his armor and quickly draining from what little cloth he had on. he felt a pang of sadness when he saw the Finnish flag burning past himself, he studied the history of the nation well, but he would be extraordinarily foolish to believe any nations survived The Abyss, the only thing to do was to record everything he knew... and then he saw the lights, not flame but functional lights!

"Lights, while I am a god, I know not whether or not the individuals here are friendly..." Artanis thought to himself, and he clenched an inhuman fist, a blue blade of seemingly unstable energy spiking out of his right gauntlet, using it to light his path as he took long steps with his legs, seeing as he stood at 8'5 now that he had shed his human body, those were long strides to say the least, and he would reach whatever it was within about 20 seconds, keeping his blade in a non-threatening position in case It was inhabited
 
(Just a note that I won't be responding to anything now because 1. I want to wait for everyone to make their introductions 2. It's late and I'm going to sleep.)
It fine. I won't be able to respond as well. I have to go to university
 
"Hmm." A snort of derision comes from the armor clad figure. The sound came out clearly despite being muffled by his helmet, showing his contempt at the death filled surroundings.

From his back forms a pair of large black draconic wings, seeming to be melded with the armor itself despite their organic appearances. With a single strong flap of his wings he dissipates the thick poisonous gas revealing the monstrous forest ahead, yet he shows neither shock at this sight nor any urgency in his actions.

He calmly walks through the horrid scenery, paying no mind to the Earth trying to claim him; his slow speed seeming to be an act of contempt to this futile action. As he slowly heads towards the distant sound of bloodshed, he emits a blood red glow that bathes the area in a light that makes it somehow even more ominous, his surroundings becoming even more twisted at his corrupts their forms further and twists their actions to his will.
 
You find yourself rudely intruding on someone's dinner. You drop right onto a large, and I mean VERY large dining table, stretching dozens of meters. If you take a moment to examine the room which contains this exceptionally gargantuan eatery, you see walls encased in gold and jewels and shining lights fixed within unnecessarily extravagant chandeliers.

"🕈︎📫︎🕈︎☟︎⚐︎ ✌︎☼︎☜︎ ✡︎⚐︎🕆︎!?" Shouts a man at the end of the table in an unknown language, who is um... evidently not of human origin. The insectoid creatures clearly do not take kindly to this mechanical stranger intruding upon their dinner, unaware of your status as divine, and ready their attacks... various magicks crackle in the air, mystical circles of eccentric patterns forming, readying to fire at you with might surpassing modern technology.

They also aim a bunch of giant machine guns at you. Which is... a bit of a weird mixture with advanced magic, but it is a powerful one.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" he taunts, seemingly oblivious to the language barrier. "Seems like you've stumbled upon the presence of Ignatius, the indomitable! Prepare yourselves for a lesson in futility, 'cause your little parlor tricks aren't gonna scratch me!"
With a dismissive wave of his hand, Harold activates his forcefield, fully expecting it to repel any incoming assaults.
 
How will you declare yourself?
Merlin is not pleased, however, he realizes he is ignorant. As the Keeper of Forbidden Knowledge, there are some things even he does not know. Gathering power from his holy magic, the wizard speaks into the souls of the deceased. He asks the deceased if they would like to be resurrected, promising great rewards in both an eternal after life and on Earth. Those who give Merlin his permission to, will be resurrected in perfect health, and empowered with Merlin's magic. Those who follow Merlin's law will receive his blessings, and Merlin will also be asking these people where those who were kidnapped will be flying off too, and he'll be asking if they were at war with these Avian people.
 

In the Metabus...


You are surrounded by a void of utter blackness. There is no sound, no smell, no sensation in the floor beneath you... for any mortal man this lack of existence would be impossible to adjust to, but luckily you are Gods. Your senses are not so easily disoriented. It takes you no time to adjust to your surroundings, as lights begin to surround you. These shining lights take the form of... countless, literally countless, shining doors that surround you from all sides.
Sarah was surprised, she tried to move, she has not completely gotten used to her divine body, especially her wings, it was like riding a bicycle for the first time, she had new pedals in her head beyond her arms and legs, she smiled slightly before of looking around noticing the doors.
All three of the deities encroaching on this realm of infinite possibilities are met with a system message, identical to the one that was shown to them when they were first alerted of their ascension to godhood.

"WELCOME, GOD OR Go-0ddes!! Would you like to rent a Metabus Gate for 500 MONEY????????????"


Yes OR No. Those are your two options. At the top right corner of the screen your current amount of currency is listed: 1000$.
"Sure, i think, I just hope some instructions come with it." Sarah smile optimistically
As you ponder this decision, you feel the ability to escape from this dimension at a mere thought linger within the very depths of your soul. It was clearly not meant to trap anybody... so, should you not care to explore this paid feature, the option to leave for greener pastures is always open. Given you are not alone, you may also choose to engage with your fellow Gods who have been dropped into this realm of infinite possibilities.

What will you do?
Sarah noticed the other two Gods.

"Oh, hello, this, I guess we're on a great adventure, I am Sarah" she says, trying to see if she could talk to them while she moves her wings to fly near them, having some complications because she was not well coordinated.
 
Sarah was surprised, she tried to move, she has not completely gotten used to her divine body, especially her wings, it was like riding a bicycle for the first time, she had new pedals in her head beyond her arms and legs, she smiled slightly before of looking around noticing the doors.

"Sure, i think, I just hope some instructions come with it." Sarah smile optimistically

Sarah noticed the other two Gods.

"Oh, hello, this, I guess we're on a great adventure, I am Sarah" she says, trying to see if she could talk to them while she moves her wings to fly near them, having some complications because she was not well coordinated.
"Hello I guess" Soma replied
 
"So now we are gods or something, this is strange but exciting at the same time, although I feel uncomfortable knowing that there will be people praying to me"
" Well can't do anything about it so best to go with the flow. Have you thought what sort of goddess you wish to be, benevolent, tyrannical, hednosit or?" He replied
 
" Well can't do anything about it so best to go with the flow. Have you thought what sort of goddess you wish to be, benevolent, tyrannical, hednosit or?" He replied
"Benevolent, I don't like either of those two others" she said, disgusted by the hednosit mention.
 
You spawn in the midst of a crumbling city from a forgotten age. In the times before the transferring of Earth to the Abyss, this place likely would've been one of a country's largest, if not the largest city there was. You could see the fruits of innovation scattered throughout the vicinity. Flickering lights, sparking engines of vehicles crushed by falling rubble, and many others... but these things were functionally unsalvageable now, the great capital now nothing but a shadow of its former self.

Peering beyond the desolation, you see a giant tower in the distance. It's made entirely of hardy metal, as evident by the fact that among all the destruction it has yet to completely break... It extends hundreds of meters in the air, proving itself the greatest feat of architecture within this place. The tower is not entirely solid, however. It is comprised of various gaps and holes... creating an eccentric pattern in the structure.

If you remembered anything from your time as a human, you would recognize this as the Eiffel Tower, still standing tall in Paris. If not, you'd just see it as a weird tower.

In the distance you hear the Earth rumbling, and you see giant beasts rise from the scorched soil. Giant centipedes with countless wriggling legs... and on top them sit several people, of clearly inhuman build. They possess furs where furs should not be... scales that no man could have... claws that only beasts could possess, sharp enough to slice through iron like butter. They are not the captives of these giant centipede creatures evidently, nor are they food, as on each wriggling beast there sits someone at the forefront of all the people, shouting words in a language unfamiliar to you... commanding the centipedes. Ironically, the smaller creatures seemed to have tamed beings far beyond their stature.

The centipedes move with blinding speed, though to a God it appears painfully slow. Still, it's clear they have no intent to approach you.

How will you declare yourself?
Concrete.

Artifical Lights.

The thick scent of dripping oil. Of machines that had long since decayed past their use. Of garbage these humans left behind.

Urbanization

The very sight of this land made her skin crawl, and made her body grow rigid. She didn't like this. It was...more tolerable, without the insistent noise of the city folks within...but she hated it all the same. The disgusting sprawl of artificial material trampling over a once tranquil land.

And yet...her nose detected a different scent...mingling with this artificial landscape. The scent of fur, of flesh...of meat. She sensed the presence of these creatures long before she had seen them, noting the domestication of fearsome beasts they rode.

"...Intriguing" She whispered to herself...a thick Russian accent dripping from each syllable. In a moment...she vanished, her feet tapping soundlessly against the earth as she approached. Yet...she did not reveal herself. As if a hunter, tracking her prey....she trailed behind the group, silently following them as they moved.
 
"Benevolent, I don't like either of those two others" she said, disgusted by the hednosit mention.
"Sure just remember to not over spoil your worshipers after all as former humans you too know how ungrateful bastrads we can be. Being too good will make them take advantage of you." He replied
 
@Backbackback @Oliver_de_jesus @Setsuna_tenma

As you all have decided to pay the necessary fee of MONEY, the doors that surround the three of you spread out to form some space. Afterwards, 3 doors each of ever-changing color manifest in front of you. On the doors is a timer: 24:00. It seems like a day within each door was your time limit.

@AbaddonTheDisappointment

From atop your vantage point you see nothing but more frozen land, but the further you go the higher the temperature, the outskirts of the giant bastion of cold seeming to be more habitable than where you are.

@DaReaperMan

The area was indeed inhabited, but not by very many. What was left of whatever city was once here were nothing but survivors from the cataclysm, doing their best to get by. People were dropping one by one around you with each passing moment, either due to injury, infection, or lack of resources. Most of the homes were destroyed, so they had taken to whatever they could to find shelter, forming makeshift huts out of the rubble, testament to the human will to survive in such a crisis, even though their efforts may have only prolonged their suffering.

@Everything12

The source of the unspeakable violence before you was none other than the humans who had perished in the cataclysm... or what was left of them, at least. Left with none other than their base instincts, they were nothing but rabid savages, feasting on each other's flesh or fighting for supremacy. With each passing moment more people sprouted from the corrupted ground, more victims of the tragedy of the Abyss forced into this land of death.

@Adem_Warlock69

Harold's expectations are correct, and the attacks of the insectoid creatures are effortlessly repelled by your divine might. These creatures know naught of your status as divinity yet, so they take off from the windows of the extravagant building, wings sprouting from their backs as they do whatever it takes to survive and begin to attempt an escape from your authority.

@Spider_Kaiju

Merlin successfully communicates with the souls of those deceased, though within his range this only amounts to a few dozen people. They eagerly ask to be resurrected with your power, not knowing of your status of divinity yet, only wishing to escape from the grasps of death before their souls pass on.

They tell you that they were not at war with these avian beasts, rather they were one of the many brands of creature that emerged from the bowels of the Abyss. They attempted to fight back but were hopelessly crushed, the superhuman speed and power of these creatures rendering all modern weaponry useless.

The souls you communicate with have no idea where those who survived are being taken, and the avian creatures have long since left your field of vision.

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

It took naught but a few moments for the goddess' prey to reach what seemed to be their settlement, the giant centipede beasts returning to the earth at the command of their masters. The creatures that rode upon the giant centipedes and had domesticated them were notably diverse, not a human among them. Not to mention their tools were primitive, but painfully effective it seemed, given they were capable of overwhelming whatever militia had tried to challenge them, as noted by the corpses of what seemed to be soldiers strewn about their base camp.
 
@Spider_Kaiju

Merlin successfully communicates with the souls of those deceased, though within his range this only amounts to a few dozen people. They eagerly ask to be resurrected with your power, not knowing of your status of divinity yet, only wishing to escape from the grasps of death before their souls pass on.

They tell you that they were not at war with these avian beasts, rather they were one of the many brands of creature that emerged from the bowels of the Abyss. They attempted to fight back but were hopelessly crushed, the superhuman speed and power of these creatures rendering all modern weaponry useless.

The souls you communicate with have no idea where those who survived are being taken, and the avian creatures have long since left your field of vision.
The Keeper of Forbidden Knowledge scowled. The Birdmen would dare to just massacre innocents? Then, a furious Merlin did as he promised, empowering the newly resurrected individuals to live their lives as blessed followers. Merlin gave them the duties of protecting each other and, with their new powers, to survive, as Merlin would mete out justice on the avian monsters. He sent a curse towards the avians, that for massacring the Humans and stealing their lands, they could not fly until they swore a binding oath to serve Merlin and follow his laws. Merlin then masked his presence (Perception manipulation and Shapeshifting, Humans can see him as he is, others will see him as an Avian person) and would search out the surrounding countryside for signs of the Avians. He had much to learn, in this new world. He welcomed the opportunity to learn, but he despised the cruelty that this new world held.
 
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It took naught but a few moments for the goddess' prey to reach what seemed to be their settlement, the giant centipede beasts returning to the earth at the command of their masters. The creatures that rode upon the giant centipedes and had domesticated them were notably diverse, not a human among them. Not to mention their tools were primitive, but painfully effective it seemed, given they were capable of overwhelming whatever militia had tried to challenge them, as noted by the corpses of what seemed to be soldiers strewn about their base camp.
The woman took careful note of the corpses that were strewn about their base camp...her eyes zeroing on their injuries. The kills were clean, the wounds inflicted not from some...fledging, blindly waving around a blade....but from fighters...hunters. These people were kindred spirits, or at least...they appeared to be.

She decided to test them, to see if there was anyone in the village worth her time among these hunters. Slowly...she made her movements...rougher, and less refined, purposely mixing the odd mistake here and there so that she would not be fully concealed. For the average person...she'd still be completely imperceptible. But...for a prodigy...someone so talented their skills would border...if not surpass, one's of any human...

they would see her. Or...sense her, if nothing else.
 
@DaReaperMan

The area was indeed inhabited, but not by very many. What was left of whatever city was once here were nothing but survivors from the cataclysm, doing their best to get by. People were dropping one by one around you with each passing moment, either due to injury, infection, or lack of resources. Most of the homes were destroyed, so they had taken to whatever they could to find shelter, forming makeshift huts out of the rubble, testament to the human will to survive in such a crisis, even though their efforts may have only prolonged their suffering.
Artanis had no ability to heal, so despite his desire to help he mostly tried to ignore those that had suffered severe injury or infection unless approached and asked for death, and instead made a beeline to the hutts. Artanis leaned down to look inside the first one he reached, very, VERY careful not to actually touch it in case It collapsed

"Voin tarjota sinulle suojaa, resursseja ja lohtua yhden lipun alla. seisotko kanssani?" Artanis produced a sentence in Finnish to echo out towards anyone within, trying to grant a light of hope in Finland's darkest hour.

(I can provide you shelter, resources, and solace under one banner. Do you stand with me?)
 
"Hehehe." Seeing this sight Satanael simply laughed. The barbaric scene seems to bring him amusement for some reason.

"It seems that the heavens smile upon me. To provide me with such ample material to construct my work." He dramatically made a soliloquy while raising his arms high into the air, perhaps meaning for these heavens to hear it, or perhaps he just enjoyed the sound of his own voice.

Then this meaningless speech of his led into something more purposeful. Giant roots, their revolting appearance making it clear their origins lay in the trees he corrupted early, burst from the ground; smashing, piercing, and binding the former humans that littered the area.
 
As you all have decided to pay the necessary fee of MONEY, the doors that surround the three of you spread out to form some space. Afterwards, 3 doors each of ever-changing color manifest in front of you. On the doors is a timer: 24:00. It seems like a day within each door was your time limit.
Before going, he was going to look at the other two Gods that he was with.
"Time to enter the room" he said.
"Sure just remember to not over spoil your worshipers after all as former humans you too know how ungrateful bastrads we can be. Being too good will make them take advantage of you." He replied
"Hello." he said, now glancing at the door and taking a few moments to think. Think about what will happen if he goes through. There could be enemies or there could be allies, but overthinking wasn't a part of his memo.

"Nice to meet you." hence, he'd simply walk towards it and find out.
 
"Sure just remember to not over spoil your worshipers after all as former humans you too know how ungrateful bastrads we can be. Being too good will make them take advantage of you." He replied

Before going, he was going to look at the other two Gods that he was with.


"Hello." he said, now glancing at the door and taking a few moments to think. Think about what will happen if he goes through. There could be enemies or there could be allies, but overthinking wasn't a part of his memo.

"Nice to meet you." hence, he'd simply walk towards it and find out.
Sarah nodded, she see how both Gods were leaving her behind, with nothing to do she also entered through the door, wonder what is in the other side
 
@Setsuna_tenma

You entered the Metabus Gate, and your journey began. The very first thing you saw was what seemed to be a giant palace in the midst of a large countryside, decorated far more extravagantly than any modern structure. The palace was heavily guarded and armed to the teeth, and for a mortal man it'd be impossible to get through, but you were no mortal man. How will you approach this structure?

@AbaddonTheDisappointment

You are the first God to make your mark on the Abyss. The pseudo-Sanctuary you have established marks your territory in the world, and you feel energy swell within you. Every New God present in the Abyss feels a burst of authority emanate from you as you claim a portion of Anastasia as your own, your basic territory being only a quarter of the span of your sanctuary, but still a significant claim.

You have the power to freely shape this portion of land to your will, and you feel the ability to do so linger within your soul. What is your next step?

@Spider_Kaiju

You are the first God to gain Followers devoted to your Worldview, numbering up to 17 people. The people you have resurrected are exceptionally grateful, and you feel your power swell, but your following is not very large. With such a small following your curse is unable to reach far enough to effect these avian beasts, but one of your followers, a young man likely not older than 19 years, addresses you before you set off to the countryside.

"My lord." He says, "There is no need to waste your power. Simply give us the command, and we will endeavor to hunt these beasts."

Clearly, he and the people you have resurrected want their revenge, and are eager to test their new powers. What is your command?

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

Your taunt is met with an immediate reaction, as a blade flies past you at blinding speeds. It is a basic weapon, fashioned from the exoskeleton of a giant centipede that had long since returned to their slumber beneath the earth, but it's might surpasses any modern weapon. The blade slams into a crumbling building from afar and further assists in its destruction, causing whatever supports that was keeping it standing to collapse into dust. A mere thrown blade, surpassing the might of a missile...

"Wo... m... a...n..."

Your attacker steps forward, revealing themselves. The thing's ears twitch and it's nose scrunches up as she examines you... and the rest of the surrounding forces follow suit, instantly readying themselves for potential combat. Clearly she was the ringleader, the most powerful among them, clear by how she instantly noticed your presence while no other had, until you had been revealed by the thrown blade, and by how everyone followed behind her... as if she was the alpha.

@DaReaperMan

A man stepped out from one of the huts, facing you with whatever courage he could muster, when no other would. It was clear he was broken. His home had been turned to rubble. His life ruined. But if you peered behind him, you would see what was left of his earthly existence... his wife and child, the last thing he had left to protect.

"Kuka ihme sinä olet?"[Who in the world are you?], he asked, standing firm before you despite his clear fear. He knew instinctively that he was nothing more than a gnat before you, and that should it suit your fancy, his life was forfeit. But he was a man of no small stature, clearly, and it was evident that if need be he would risk his life for those he needed to protect. Your promises of shelter and resources clearly interested him... but he was not yet so broken that he would blindly throw him and his family at you, given your... appearance.

@Everything12

These people have been turned to undead and lost all semblance of their self, but in the end, they are human. Your godly might effortlessly restrains them, and they instinctively thrash and flail around within the grip of your power, gnawing and clawing at the roots. The ones that were pierced or crushed are still alive, and they are slowly, but surely beginning to regenerate from their wounds.

@Backbackback

You entered the Metabus Gate, and you find yourself within a padded cell. The cell is painfully empty, and should you decide to peer any deeper into the facility you find yourself in, you find that it is also painfully empty, or so it seems. What will you do?

@Oliver_de_jesus

You entered the Metabus Gate, and immediately you are in the midst of another apocalypse. Luckily (if you consider yourself lucky) enough, the apocalypse of this world is not through the invasion of another dimension and your ascension to godhood.



"GET DOWN!!!!" Someone shouts from a distance, right before you notice that you are in the way of a hail of artillery fire.
 
You are the first God to gain Followers devoted to your Worldview, numbering up to 17 people. The people you have resurrected are exceptionally grateful, and you feel your power swell, but your following is not very large. With such a small following your curse is unable to reach far enough to effect these avian beasts, but one of your followers, a young man likely not older than 19 years, addresses you before you set off to the countryside.

"My lord." He says, "There is no need to waste your power. Simply give us the command, and we will endeavor to hunt these beasts."

Clearly, he and the people you have resurrected want their revenge, and are eager to test their new powers. What is your command?
"Young man, you are righteous, but rash. Even with my blessings, we are small in number. However, you are nonetheless just in your wish for retribution."
"I will mask The Following's presence as I have done my own. We will travel as if we are them, then perhaps we will find your loved ones."
"In this way, not only will we yet save your loved ones, but I will bless them as I blessed you."
Merlin would mask them as he masked himself, and they would wander the English teaching the ways of Merlin. "Should they refuse to follow me, I will alter their memory, and they will merely believe we are their Avian neighbors."
 
Your taunt is met with an immediate reaction, as a blade flies past you at blinding speeds. It is a basic weapon, fashioned from the exoskeleton of a giant centipede that had long since returned to their slumber beneath the earth, but it's might surpasses any modern weapon. The blade slams into a crumbling building from afar and further assists in its destruction, causing whatever supports that was keeping it standing to collapse into dust. A mere thrown blade, surpassing the might of a missile...

"Wo... m... a...n..."

Your attacker steps forward, revealing themselves. The thing's ears twitch and it's nose scrunches up as she examines you... and the rest of the surrounding forces follow suit, instantly readying themselves for potential combat. Clearly she was the ringleader, the most powerful among them, clear by how she instantly noticed your presence while no other had, until you had been revealed by the thrown blade, and by how everyone followed behind her... as if she was the alpha.
....Raplphina smiled. A wild, unkempt smile, more akin to a beast baring its fangs than a human woman. She turned towards the woman, pulling a small hunting knife from the furs adorning her flesh. Like the woman, it seemed to be fashioned from bone, the fang of some creature from the looks of it, sharp, and sturdy...wrapped in the vines of some far-off jungle.

She took a step forward...and they could immediately feel the pressure in the air shift. Something primal stirred within the chest of the gathered hunters...any animal instincts left in their flesh able to understand one thing. This woman....was strong. Akin to how a rabbit would understand the dangers a wolf poses, even if they had never seen one...so too would these men and women be able to tell the sheer gap between them and this unknown woman.

She gripped the dagger in her hand for a moment...before pointing it at the Alpha at the head of the tribe, gesturing the blade towards her. They may not speak the same language...but this was something that would transcend any form of verbal communication.

It was a challenge.

Of course, any normal animal would flee outright, when exposed to the woman's aura like this. This was a test...not just of skill, but of resolve.
 
@DaReaperMan

A man stepped out from one of the huts, facing you with whatever courage he could muster, when no other would. It was clear he was broken. His home had been turned to rubble. His life ruined. But if you peered behind him, you would see what was left of his earthly existence... his wife and child, the last thing he had left to protect.

"Kuka ihme sinä olet?"[Who in the world are you?], he asked, standing firm before you despite his clear fear. He knew instinctively that he was nothing more than a gnat before you, and that should it suit your fancy, his life was forfeit. But he was a man of no small stature, clearly, and it was evident that if need be he would risk his life for those he needed to protect. Your promises of shelter and resources clearly interested him... but he was not yet so broken that he would blindly throw him and his family at you, given your... appearance.
If Artanis could smile, he would have, this individual had the courage to not only step out, but be ready to fight and die for those around him. "Olen Artanis, Daelaamin perillinen." [I am Artanis, Heirarch of the Daelaam] Artanis said, or at least the man could think he said, considering he had no mouth to speak.(he used Telepathy)

Artanis approached the man, his hands open and his blue blade dissipating, since he no longer needed the light, and it was a weapon he didn't want to have out right now. "Haluan antaa sinulle ja niille, jotka täällä voidaan pelastaa, paremman elämän. Haluan, että kaikki työskentelevät yhtenä, yhdistyvät tullakseen vahvemmiksi." [I wish to grant you, and those that can be saved here, a better life. My desire is for all to work as one, to unify to become stronger.] Artanis spoke again, stopping six feet from the man. There was no funny business about this supposed Heirarch's intentions, he didn't care about the power difference at play here in the slightest, he desired to unify this broken people under his banner, and if their quality of life went up exponentially, did it matter?
 
@Oliver_de_jesus

You entered the Metabus Gate, and immediately you are in the midst of another apocalypse. Luckily (if you consider yourself lucky) enough, the apocalypse of this world is not through the invasion of another dimension and your ascension to godhood.



"GET DOWN!!!!" Someone shouts from a distance, right before you notice that you are in the way of a hail of artillery fire
"Ahhh su mare!" Sarah shouts as she moves in a flash of light to the side instinctively, quickly moving through the place, avoiding the bombardment with difficulty for not knowing where she was exactly, looking for a place where there is not explosion
 
You entered the Metabus Gate, and you find yourself within a padded cell. The cell is painfully empty, and should you decide to peer any deeper into the facility you find yourself in, you find that it is also painfully empty, or so it seems. What will you do?
Simple, he'll walk deeper and deeper into the facility, peering side to side for anything unusual.
 
@AbaddonTheDisappointment

You are the first God to make your mark on the Abyss. The pseudo-Sanctuary you have established marks your territory in the world, and you feel energy swell within you. Every New God present in the Abyss feels a burst of authority emanate from you as you claim a portion of Anastasia as your own, your basic territory being only a quarter of the span of your sanctuary, but still a significant claim.

You have the power to freely shape this portion of land to your will, and you feel the ability to do so linger within your soul. What is your next step?
Szerak feels the area he just claimed and takes a single step forward. A burst of flame shoots out in all directions, melting all the ice and snow within his pseudo sanctuary, revealing the rocky earth beneath.

Szerak lifts his right arm and rotates it. As he does so, spiky towers, pyramids, and complexes of steel and molten metal sprout from the ground and begin to rise. They form an irregular city full of impossible architecture. Pyramids float within the air, towers jut out sideways from nonexistent land, molten metal falls from massive steel complexes akin to an upside down waterfall, flowing into the air.

Szerak lifts his left arm and rotates it. Massive holes form in the earth going down for kilometres. Fleshy tendrils, eyes, and massive maws form out of these holes, shifting, writhing, and lashing out. At the outskirts of the pseudo sanctuary, a wall of interlinked tendrils and maws forms around Szerak’s impossible city.

Szerak takes his two arms and clasps them together and as he does so, a massive steel tower sprouts from the earth. The previously flowing molten metal waterfalls begin to move and spiral around the top of the tower before coalescing into a massive orb at the top. Tendrils sprout out from the ground and latch themselves onto the bottom of the tower as a giant maw opens in the front of it, an entrance to the centerpiece of his pseudo sanctuary.

“How perfect” Szerak said to himself. He chuckled before walking into his tower.
 
@Spider_Kaiju

"...!!" The young man wanted to object, but he was at the mercy of his God. He moved back to the ranks of followers you have gathered, as they all listen to your teachings. As you wander throughout the broken civilization you feel your power swell... not as much as you felt before, it is a very, very minute increase with each passing moment, but as your followers have more faith in your teachings, your strength increases.

During your pilgrimage, one of your followers raises a hand, a young girl, "My Lord? Permission to ask a question?"

@The_man_with_the_Midas_touch

The pack of humanoid beasts immediately realize that you are not of mortal flesh. The power you emit... is impossible for them to fathom. Ironically, the one who shows the most fear among the pack is the ringleader herself... the tigress' battle instincts were far more tempered than those of her underlings, as such she could more clearly feel... the pressure.

"......"

However... with a gulp, she steels her resolve. Her men immediately lost any will to oppose you, their formation scattering in an instant... but the alpha remained steadfast. Unlike you, she did not draw a blade, but simply took a large step back to create distance between you... and bared her fangs towards you. Weapons were clearly a formality meant for hunting- Her true weapons were her claws.

What will you do?

@DaReaperMan

The man is... suspicious of you. But unlike everything else in this apocalypse, you haven't tried to attack him or his people... and that already alleviates some of the suspicion.

"Mitä meidän pitää tehdä?[What do we need to do?], he asks another question, still suspicious of your intentions, but at this point, he would take whatever route necessary to save him and his people.

@Oliver_de_jesus

The only place you find protection from the heavy gunfire is in a pit in the ground, with various soldiers taking cover in the same shelter from the unknown enemy. One of them turns to you, gripping your shoulder and shouting.

"Ma'am!" He shouts, much to your confusion. "90% of our forces have been lost! What are your orders!?"

@Backbackback

As you exit the cell and traverse further into the facility it is only further confirmed that the place is empty, still... you are racked with a peculiar feeling. It is empty, but the entire place feels alive. You can almost hear a heartbeat with each step you take that is not your own.

@AbaddonTheDisappointment

Your city of abstraction is complete, and you are the first God to establish a solid civilization within the Abyss. Albeit incredibly minutely, power swells within you as you build your magnum opus. Unfortunately though, you lack believers, people to live in this monstrous fortress that you have constructed.

Will you stay in your territory, or endeavor to other corners of the Abyss to expand your following?
 
"...!!" The young man wanted to object, but he was at the mercy of his God. He moved back to the ranks of followers you have gathered, as they all listen to your teachings. As you wander throughout the broken civilization you feel your power swell... not as much as you felt before, it is a very, very minute increase with each passing moment, but as your followers have more faith in your teachings, your strength increases.

During your pilgrimage, one of your followers raises a hand, a young girl, "My Lord? Permission to ask a question?"
"Yes, young woman?" Merlin responded. "What do you wish to ask?" He wanted to know. This would be interesting. Would the little girl have an insight Merlin did not? Or perhaps she just had some important news? Or maybe she was just going to say something innocent, or wish to learn? The god, disguised in the form of an old man to The Following smiled.
 
@AbaddonTheDisappointment

Your city of abstraction is complete, and you are the first God to establish a solid civilization within the Abyss. Albeit incredibly minutely, power swells within you as you build your magnum opus. Unfortunately though, you lack believers, people to live in this monstrous fortress that you have constructed.

Will you leave your territory, or endeavor to other corners of the Abyss to expand your following?
Szerak flies out from the top of his tower, slamming through the molten orb at its apex. The metal harmlessly flows off his body as though it were water as he surveys around him.

“What is a kingdom without citizens?” he thought to himself “What is a god without believers?”

Szerak began to fly in a random direction, seeking out the closest civilization to his Impossible City.
 
@DaReaperMan

The man is... suspicious of you. But unlike everything else in this apocalypse, you haven't tried to attack him or his people... and that already alleviates some of the suspicion.

"Mitä meidän pitää tehdä?[What do we need to do?], he asks another question, still suspicious of your intentions, but at this point, he would take whatever route necessary to save him and his people.
"Sinun tarvitsee vain liittyä seuraani, tässä rikkinäisessä maailmassa jumalat saavat valtaa seuraajilta. Minun tapauksessani minä ja seuraajani saamme voimaa yhtenäisyydestä ja yhteistyöstä." [You simply need to join me, in this broken world gods gain power from followers. In my case, myself and my followers gain strength from unity and working together.] Artanis explained, he had no desire for smoke and mirrors or lies to flood out.
 
The pack of humanoid beasts immediately realize that you are not of mortal flesh. The power you emit... is impossible for them to fathom. Ironically, the one who shows the most fear among the pack is the ringleader herself... the tigress' battle instincts were far more tempered than those of her underlings, as such she could more clearly feel... the pressure.

"......"

However... with a gulp, she steels her resolve. Her men immediately lost any will to oppose you, their formation scattering in an instant... but the alpha remained steadfast. Unlike you, she did not draw a blade, but simply took a large step back to create distance between you... and bared her fangs towards you. Weapons were clearly a formality meant for hunting- Her true weapons were her claws.

What will you do?
The woman's smile grew as she saw the warrior create distance between them, her muscles beginning to bulge beneath the confines of her fur coat. She threw her dagger onto the ground, its edge embedding itself into the dirt. If this bestial woman would fight unarmed...she'd gladly do the same. Her own teeth began to morph... stretching and sharpening until they became fangs of their own, reminiscent of a tiger. Her nails sharpened similarly, her nails shifting and lengthening until they became claws capable of rending flesh from bone. A thick growl escaped her lips...as she gradually began to move, her steps soundlessly beginning to close the distance the woman had made.

This one was worth it. Worth hunting. The rest could flee to the hills as much as she cared. But this woman...was special. if she could make her submit...she'd make an excellent member of her future pack...
 
@Oliver_de_jesus

The only place you find protection from the heavy gunfire is in a pit in the ground, with various soldiers taking cover in the same shelter from the unknown enemy. One of them turns to you, gripping your shoulder and shouting.

"Ma'am!" He shouts, much to your confusion. "90% of our forces have been lost! What are your orders!?"
Sarah was super confused, so she divided her mind into two tasks.

"Little brother! If you are there I need you to give me a summary of exactly what is happening in this world or at least why there is a war and the sides, please please" she thought, praying that this deity could be reading her thoughts currently.


Then Sarah would look in the direction where the bad guys were, she summoned a pillar of light from the sky that moved to the enemy area, freezing what it touched, this with the purpose of damaging the machinery and weapons without killing the people but incapacitating them in ice .

She then looked at the others, creating a solid light construction similar to a large dome.

"We have to move the troops in a tactical retreat backwards, there we will plan a place to ambush the enemy, meanwhile I want you to order anyone who can fight as the first line behind this dome, behind them must be the non-combatants "She ordered, trying to give these people hope.
 
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As you exit the cell and traverse further into the facility it is only further confirmed that the place is empty, still... you are racked with a peculiar feeling. It is empty, but the entire place feels alive. You can almost hear a heartbeat with each step you take that is not your own.
"Show yourself." the calm God said, his poker face only hinting at the glowing line of light materializing from his palm, taking two blinks and a glance at each corner.
 
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