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Post by Azaken on Feb 21, 2022 11:42:02 GMT 8
The Mythic Realm, the Realm of Gods, which had been silent for so long, stirred finally.
As one figure, that existed in a place all their own, a place that is timeless and everywhere, and yet spaceless and nowhere.
There the mad god, Ruuka, sat. On a stone chair, a stone throne, that sat within the center and core of his home.
"It seems...that the pieces have begun to move at last" Ruuka observed, as he watched several figures move into position. The winds of fate twisted and swirled, and darkness and light siwrled and clashed within the waves of past and future. The vortex revealed all of this to him, and more. Something new was coming. Dangerous. Vicious. And most dangerous of all, clever.
And yet, all the mad god could do was smile.
"Finally, it seems like things might finally start to get interesting around here. I wonder, whose pieces will move in reaction? What will result from their clash? What ideology will win out".
He took out a lolipop from his coat, unwrapping it and plopping it into his mouth.
"Mortals are so interesting...finally some entertainment. If any of the other gods interfere, I will have to stop them. Cant let anything get in the way of a good show".
And so, the mad god cackled into the darkness as plans became known, and people began taking the next steps forward towards a new and dangerous future.
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