Theomachy [Deity RP/IC)

[Toaslandia]

Yxarus, the Great Anarch

Yxarus watched as the Bandits made their move against the village only to fall to it's defenses. While their God groaned in disappointment, the Chaos deity smirked thinly. It didn't matter to him as their souls have now gone to Pandemonium for further madness. However, Yxarus stared at Xino for a moment with his single eye, collecting thoughts on his words. Suddenly, however, the Great Anarch gave out a great and terrible laugh, clutching his chest and rolling in the air. "Oh Hahahahahaha! You actually believe in concepts such as good and evil?" Yxarus crackled as he put a hand on the Bandit God's shoulder, "You are talking like those other Gods, Xinny, in their great ignorance! There is no such thing as good and evil, my friend! Only order... and CHAOS!"

Yxarus's human face was shredded and became that of the three eyed monstrosity with a deranged smile he took on as his true form.

Xinos was slightly taken aback by Yxarus' answer, but he laughed and said "No, you misunderstand me. They think they do good, but to me, the concepts of good and evil are mortal terms. I only use it to describe mortals who I think believe they are good or evil. But I agree, with you, there is only chaos, I just like to have a little fun with mortals' minds." And with that, Xinos put a simple, contorted, twisted thought in the leader of the adventures head. "LFHKEUJLDHLDUHFL!" It was simply screeching that would appear in his dreams, messing with his mind.

[Triassica]

Yxarus, The Great Anarch

Yxarus's three eyes blinked as he stared at Xino, watching him correct himself, and nodded. "That's right, my friend." He said calmly and grasply, "Good and evil are mere mortal concepts that is meaningless for us supreme beings. No matter what, their actions always serve our purpose in our War between Order and Chaos and that is all they are good for..."

The Anarch then brought his attention to the Village and grinned. "Now yeessss..." Yxarus cracked, "Let's bring madness to this village. Let's bring about the events that shall lead to their extinction. Drought, famine, storm, disease, armies of bandits... Their arrows can never protect them from the most chaotic forces of nature, Xino, and soon there will be none left..."

[Tasuirin]

Kirsin,
Defender of the Laws of Physics,
The Great Mover,
God of Forces

It was this moment that the great defender of physics, Kirsin, arrived to observe the world below. They had noticed some bandits attacking a town. It appeared to be a decent attack, right until all of the bandits were killed. Kirsin did indeed have a soft spot for the heart of these bandits. They had exerted their will on all who came across them by force of arms, the fear they had caused would cause ripples within the societies of tiny people below, even if only a passive fear of travelling and roads. Though as it seemed, their potential had run out, and their military might stood no chance against the defence of the village. It was... Impressive. The wills of the defenders were evidently strong.

Kirsin noticed the two gods standing by the end of this battle, watching as the villagers recovered after it. Kirsin did not care for the opinions of the other gods, but would have very much liked for their experiment, likely one of testing the wills of these villagers, were to fail. He noticed its leader... A fair young man, blonde of hair and strong. But Kirsin could feel the curse of one of these gods upon them... This one, a willful soul, would be lost to the will of another. But there was another. An adventurer, one with a strong bow arm, who had felled many of the attackers. This could be a chance to create a willful soul, one with ambition and potential. Kirsin, emotionless, descended to the adventurer, appearing as their humanoid form, golden armour, a shadowed head with red eyes, golden shield in hand, as they placed it to the ground next to the adventurer, causing the room to shake violently, announcing the god's presence. Kirsin spoke in a deep and powerful voice to the now kneeling adventurer, intonation and stress changing as if with the movement of a billion atoms, with a forceful undertone.

"Good soldier, do you know who I am?"

The adventurer shook his head, "No, my lord, but... I am sure you are greatest amongst the gods..."

"SILENCE!" Kirsin yet again shook the room with the hitting of their shield to the ground, "Do not think to flatter me, mortal. I am not god of vanity or pride, greatness or praise."

The adventurer bowed lower, "My apologies, lord... I am..."

"I hope I have not chosen you wrongly. I am Kirsin, Defender of the Laws of Physics, the Great Mover, God of Forces, both physical and within the mind. My sphere is that of the will of mortals, their ambition and potential," Kirsin pointed a golden-gloved finger at the adventurer, "And I sense potential within you. What is your name?"

The adventurer's head rose, looking Kirsin deep in their crimson eyes.

"I... I am Kalon Vald..."

"Does this form make you afraid, Kalon Vald?"

The adventurer shook his head, "No, my lord."

Kirsin was satisfied with this response, "Then you may rise, my enforcer. You shall take this village by force, kill your leader, one who has been corrupted by the will of another - a sure sign of a weak will - and create out of this small village a city to rival all others, and from here, you shall take over the world. Do you accept my challenge to you?"

Kalon rose, dignified by Kirsin's supposed predictions, and nodded. Of course, Kirsin did not know, but they planted the seed of ambition within the mind of this one, which, if used correctly, could just be enough to change the world. Kirsin was, again, satisfied. Kirsin removed the gauntlet from their hand, dropping it to the feet of the adventurer, with Kirsin's own hand disappearing as if made of no matter.

"This shall be your relic. Once you have attained temporal power beyond the power of others, I shall demand this off of you, to return it to its rightful owner. With it, you are granted some of my power of force. Use it to demonstrate your power, favour and ambition, and your fellows shall join you, surely."

Kalon nodded to Kirsin, who shook the room yet again and left it. Instead of sitting beside the other gods, they stood over the village, invisible to the mortals, but still detectable to the gods opposite, goading them on, showing that the village was, for now, Kirsin's main project. The others could cross Kirsin if they dared.

[Toaslandia]

Xinos had noticed the golden armored god appear before the mortal archer and give him the gauntlet. "Yxarus, who is that. I'm afraid I haven't been keeping track of the gods, unless they owe me something," he points to the god "and he does not owe me." Xinos saw the mortal leader of the village go into a house to rest, and smiled at the terror that he must be feeling.

[Triassica]

Yxarus, The Great Anarch

Yxarus looked at the village and saw the God before him, talking to the mortals. A great rage stirred up inside the Great Anarch as he recognized who he was. "It's that cursed Kirsin!" he spat angrily, "God of the so-called Laws of Physics and of Force! A true thorn in the side of any Chaos God worth their salt!"

Yxarus clenched his fists in fury, but as he watched, he relaxed and crackled. "So you have found a favorite among these worms, huh, Kirsin?" He spoke to himself and not anyone, including Xino, in particular, ""Then I shall bring ruin upon him! He shall suffer the worse of my curse upon this village! The worse of drought and famine! The most painful and maddening of plagues! Yet, by my will, he will not be given of release of death and shall forever curse you, Kirsin, rueing this meeting for all time!"

[Toaslandia]

XInos turned to Yxarus. "If he has a champion for this village's prosperity, I shall have one for its destruction." He snapped his fingers and appeared in the leader of the village's nightmare. He saw him crouching in terror against the screeching. "Rise, mortal." the man looked up and yelled "Make the screaming stop!" Xinos waved his hand and the noises stopped. "What is your name, mortal?" He rose and said "Galen. Galen Jacques." Xinos put his hand on the man's shoulder, his eyes gleaming. "Well Galen Jacques, I shall stop your torment if you become my champion." The man immediately said "Yes, yes. I'll do anything, just don't bring the screaming back!" Xinos laughed and said "Good, mortal. One of your own has been chosen by an enemy of mine. Do what you can to stop this champion of Kirsin, an archer by the name of Kalon Vald. Do this, and you shall be the greatest bandit in history!" Xinos disappeared and returned to Yxarus' side as Galen Jacques was exiting his house. "There is our champion of chaos." He said, pointing to Galen.

[Tasuirin]

Kirsin,
Defender of the Laws of Physics,
The Great Mover,
God of Forces

Kirsin noted the god of banditry's interest in the first mortal. Descending to look at that one, a man by the name of Galen Jacques, the God of Forces noticed that the man's torment had ended, the will exerted upon him had changed in stature. Had Kirsin the emotional ability or physical capacity to smile, they would have. No doubt this deity had added a caveat to this release from the terror - to assist in bringing chaos to the village, perhaps the wider world. This most definitely added another layer of challenge, one to play out in one of very few predictable ways. These predictable outcomes satisfied Kirsin. If nothing else, it would prove the Great Mover's point against that of the gods of chaos.

Kirsin watched the village, as their own champion, Kalon, showed others in the village the gauntlet, giving credit to Kirsin themselves for granting it to him. Kirsin was not pleased by this acknowledgement of a service given, though was not displeased either. Kirsin only saw it in a neutral manner. Kalon preached Kirsin's name to the village, and many among them were pleased to hear of a god who had predicted such great things for the village. Of course, some disagreed, but the majority of those ones simply did not want to be involved. As night fell over the village, Kirsin descended to Kalon's tent, announcing themselves in traditional fashion, by banging their shield onto the ground. Kalon had learnt by now. He stood upright, eye to eye with Kirsin.

"My lord Kirsin. I have managed to sway many of those in the village to your... Our cause."

Kirsin's eyes showed no emotion, though Kirsin was indeed satisfied with this. "You have done well, Kalon Vald. Tell me, do you expect a reward for this?"

The human shook his head, "Of course not, my lord. My time as your enforcer has only just begun. My reward is far greater."

"Your will and ambition is satisfying to me," Kirsin replied, "Do you remember my second instruction to you?"

"Kill my leader," Kalon poured himself a drink, and began to consume it, "He's a man named Galen Jacques. He's a powerful fighter... Though, you say he's under the will of another?"

"That is correct, enforcer. Though the nature of this will has changed somewhat. Instead of being under torture, he is now in servitude," Kirsin decided once more to test the knowledge of Kalon, "How do you think I feel about servitude?"

Kalon laughed, "I'd imagine you'd say it is a sign of weak will. That one should make their own wills, not rely upon the will of another."

"Once again, correct. I am satisfied by your understanding. As such, I will advise you to continue with the plan at hand. You will kill your old leader, and you will do it publically, to show your power and favour."

Kalon nodded, before drinking out of his cup. "Of course, my lord. I will do as you recommend."

Kirsin nodded, "Good. Enforce your will upon him."

As they said that, Kirsin left the room, allowing Kalon to exit the house, rile up a crowd with torches blazing, as they moved to an armoury, collecting weapons, before moving as a mass towards the place where Jacques was sleeping, shouting as they marched down the streets for Jacques to reveal himself.

[Ah-eh-ioh-uh]

Matrix knew the city of diamond would need some mechanism to grow without his constant and repeating intervention. Given that he could focus on many more things at once now, it was almost unnecessary. Nevertheless he saw it as a more efficient way to do things. Matrix siphoned off a portion of his consciousness into the city of diamond so that the crystal city could act in its own favor more or less autonomously.

In the crystal city he implanted a mechanism where the crystal city grew on its own and had its own self defense system in place. He knew human beings had the potential to be exceedingly greedy so he was aware that a literal city of diamond might one day grow to be a place where mankind picks away at til nothing remained. Yes. Even here in the deep depths of the underworld he feared and refused to underestimate the disgusting nature of mortal men. He knew they could and would hack away at the pretty gemstones even despite knowing there were sentient SOULS living inside them.

Matrix then left that corridor of the underworld and decided to find some other interest to sate his curiosity. Appearing in a completely different portion of the underworld he made sure to be in a place where no nearby souls to interrupt his work. Matrix though he needed some new minions so that he could gather information. His last ones would eventually all reawaken when the crystal city decided that the souls inhabiting them could be taken out and rehoused. But for now he needed new ones.

Of course he considered simply replicating the forms of the last ones but where was the fun in that. The old ones were great but did have the flaw of being really easy to take over and fill with energy. And so Matrix went about devising an entirely new kind of servant. From the rock around him he began to shape vaguely humanoid shapes of the stone and infuse his power into them. Using levitation/earth magic he lifted an enormous chunk of rock out of the surrounding cave system. Using a fine dexterous finger or two, he used a sort of holy laser to cut through the rock and shape it into the desired shape.

Refining the shape, he went about making the bonds which allowed it to bend its limbs every which way. It needed to be able to move about at the joints or else movement would be a hassle. At the joints he magicked rotating joints of magic where the rock connections were less solid and magically more malleable. Whilst his creations would not be Olympic gymnasts in the least, they at least had some impressive capabilities to move and bend in different ways despite literally being made of solid rock.

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[Triassica]

Yxarus, the Great Anarch

Yxarus watched in mere amusement as Xino spoke to one of the other villagers, the warrior Galen Jacques. Despite the many faults and weaknesses of men, they do, on occasion, prove quite useful to carrying out their will.
The Great Anarch had plans of his own, wishing not only to destroy Kalon, but to break his spirit against Kirson. Already he had set them into motion, manipulating the forces of nature to bring about the Village's end. Kalon will not be prepared.

Yxarus smirked as Xino came back to him his work. He laughed at him a bit, finding great foolishness in it. "I find quite amusing that you think a single mortal can do the works of chaos Gods like us against the likes Kirson..." he crackled, "No... Even I am not that insane! Come with me, my friend, and I shall show you my curse already in action!"

With a *crack*, the two Chaos Gods appeared in the sky above the village, invisible to mortals. "Look! Look at the sky!" said Yxarus with a manicial grin, "The clouds are gone! Never again shall rain touch this village! Look the crops. Already a great swarm of locust is on it's way to devour it, never to grow again! A dead man is in their lake, their only clean source of water, infecting it with his foul disease! A trade caravan is on it's way with food and water for sure... all infected the plague of rats, as all others who come here. That one will be here tomorrow"

Yxarus's grin then grew as he pointed further into the directions of the east. "Finally... a great army is on it's way." The Great Anarch cackled, "King Azgon and his armies are on their way by my command, coming to burn this land to the ground! Kalon may be able to fight a few bandits, but a full fledged army, with his village cursed with famine, drought and disease? I give this town a week before the inhabitants abandon Kalon... And at least two before Kalon turns and curses Kirson for this very day when it all began..."

[Toaslandia]

Xinos saw the mob heading towards Galen's house and appeared in the mortal's dream. "Wake, Galen. The Enforcer of Kirsin is coming to kill you. Grab your weapons and flee, but burn the crops, food storage, and tavern. Kill whoever stands in your way." Xinos went back to Yxarus and said in reply "I know that mortal's are weak, but I am not the god of burning villages. I need to use mortals, unfortunately, to carry out my will. Look, my 'champion' has burned the tavern. I can just imagine the villagers' misery knowing that they no longer have a place to drink."

[Tasuirin]

Kirsin,
Defender of the Laws of Physics,
The Great Mover,
God of Forces

Kalon stood in Galen's old home, pacing around it. He was most obviously troubled, deterred and confused. The Enforcer strode around the house, looking for any chance to find Galen, but finding none. Galen had escaped, and the troubles were mounting. For example, when he had escaped, he had destroyed the food storage, the tavern and some of the crops, though the villagers managed to put out the crop fires before they spread too far. Moreover, the sky was cloudless. In these parts, it was the sign of an oncoming drought. Some villagers had tried to get some water from the lake, but it had begun to turn a horrid shade of brown. When they looked in the lake, they found a bloated, rotten dead body inside of it, meaning that they would no longer be able to drink from that source. Kalon was confused most of all. He raised the gauntlet. Kirsin would not interfere until they were asked for. The god descended into the house and yet again, shield hitting the ground, causing a great quaking within the house.

"You told me that this would become a great city, my lord. Yet the problems keep on stacking up. Galen escaped, we have no tavern, we have no food storage, the crops have been damaged and now we have no water. I thought this village was under your protection! I thought..."

"SILENCE!" Kirsin once again spoke down to their Enforcer, the voice of the god reverberating throughout the whole room and causing great shaking, with Kalon flinching from his standing position away from the god. For the first time, the usually emotionless god appeared angry, though how much anger it actually was and how much was inserted for effect, none could be quite sure, "Did I choose you to complain about your position and bend your will? Did I choose you to complain about unfairnesses? I should hope, Kalon Vald, you do not wish to lose your station."

Kalon straightened himself up again, "I apologise, my lord. I just see no way out of this one. The peasants are already getting rowdy, and soon, I am sure, they will revolt against me."

"Revolt against you and return to their sedentary lives. Remind them of the terms of my benefit to you. I demand that you retain a strong will, and I demand the same of all subjects of this village."

Kalon nodded, "But what should I do? Morale will surely suffer."

"Then inspire them. Remind them that good things shall surely come. Through the toughest hardships, my goal is to test your mettle, and when you come through unscathed, men shall bow when even they hear the mention of your name. This is my promise to you. Find a new source of water, bring in the crops that are ripe, hold this village and its people together in ambition and will."

Kalon nodded, though this time less sure. The ambition was still there, strong as ever, though his love of Kirsin had indeed lessened. But he left, and did as Kirsin said, bringing the town to a slightly more sustainable state. None in the village were to know of the oncoming threats to their lives. Though Kirsin would get what they wished of the village.

[Triassica]

Yxarus, The Great Anarchml

Yxarus nodded in thought at Xino's explanation about humans. He himself have used humans to spread chaos since the beginning. His chaotic thoughts went to the army that was approaching in three days. "I see, Xinny." The Great Anarch said with a grin, "And now we will need Galen for a few final tasks for it all to be complete!"

Yxarus appeared before the would-be bandit in his true powerful form. "Galen! Xino and I, the Great Anarch, have two final tasks for you!" The Chaos God decreed, "Return to the village! Destroy their weapon foundries and armories! Then head east! You will meet with the forces of Azgonia! Tell them of the Village's secrets so they may invade! Do not fear! For grant you not only protection, but disguise! No mortal shall detect you! Nor will that pompous freak, Kirson do you harm! Least I destroy his precious champion myself. The one who hurts you shall die a thousand deaths! So I decree! Now go!"

[Toaslandia]

Yxarus, The Great Anarchml

Yxarus nodded in thought at Xino's explanation about humans. He himself have used humans to spread chaos since the beginning. His chaotic thoughts went to the army that was approaching in three days. "I see, Xinny." The Great Anarch said with a grin, "And now we will need Galen for a few final tasks for it all to be complete!"

Yxarus appeared before the would-be bandit in his true powerful form. "Galen! Xino and I, the Great Anarch, have two final tasks for you!" The Chaos God decreed, "Return to the village! Destroy their weapon foundries and armories! Then head east! You will meet with the forces of Azgonia! Tell them of the Village's secrets so they may invade! Do not fear! For grant you not only protection, but disguise! No mortal shall detect you! Nor will that pompous freak, Kirson do you harm! Least I destroy his precious champion myself. The one who hurts you shall die a thousand deaths! So I decree! Now go!"

Galen didn't hesitate to follow the god of chaos' orders. He rushed to the small armory that housed the smithy and killed the smith before lighting a fire in it. He then ran out of the village, attempting to meet up with the approaching army.

[Tasuirin]

Over the Next Week:

On that day, the supply wagon, filled to the brim with rats, arrived. Rats had entered the food and eaten it all, and had contaminated the water itself. Any peasants that drank the water became violently ill. Moreover, locusts had briefly come through the village's crops, eating the whole crop total other than that which had been brought in the previous day. As such, the village was now completely cut off from food and water.

Galen had returned, killed the smith and lit a fire. Of course, putting it out was easy enough, even with the infected water, though the supply of weapons was now limited to that which they already had.

The scouts had been unsuccessful in finding other water, and as for food, all that could be found was small amounts of berries and plants, none of which would be much use for eating. They had returned home, empty-bellied to an empty-bellied village, one on the brink of collapse. The village was falling apart, and some had begun to leave Kalon's side. Kalon finally begged audience with Kirsin once again. Kirsin arrived in the usual manner. Kalon fell to the ground before Kirsin.

"Kirsin... I beg of you... Help us. We have run out of food, and water too. Our wills are buckling... Please..."

Kirsin stood emotionless in front of Kalon, "I require strength of will from you, Enforcer. I require strength of will from your village. If you cannot survive these tests, then all I have predicted will not come to pass for you. I have promised you greatness. If your wills cannot withstand these challenges, then you shall not attain it."

Travellers from the East noted the fact that an army under King Azgon was heading their way. Kalon begged audience with Kirsin yet again, and Kirsin arrived in front of him again.

"This is your last challenge," Kirsin said, "You will stand against King Azgon, and our cause shall prevail. You will fight with him fully, not holding back and not surrendering, and an empire shall come of this village, as I have promised."

Kalon warily nodded to Kirsin. As he went outside, many of the villagers had left. There were only a few hundred starving and thirsting men and women, and the children, still within the village limits. They armed themselves with all they had taken from the armoury when they first tried to kill Galen Jacques. They stood in wait for Azgon, forming defensive positions and hoping that when Azgon came, they would be ready for the fight to come.

[Toaslandia]

Over the Next Week:

On that day, the supply wagon, filled to the brim with rats, arrived. Rats had entered the food and eaten it all, and had contaminated the water itself. Any peasants that drank the water became violently ill. Moreover, locusts had briefly come through the village's crops, eating the whole crop total other than that which had been brought in the previous day. As such, the village was now completely cut off from food and water.

Galen had returned, killed the smith and lit a fire. Of course, putting it out was easy enough, even with the infected water, though the supply of weapons was now limited to that which they already had.

The scouts had been unsuccessful in finding other water, and as for food, all that could be found was small amounts of berries and plants, none of which would be much use for eating. They had returned home, empty-bellied to an empty-bellied village, one on the brink of collapse. The village was falling apart, and some had begun to leave Kalon's side. Kalon finally begged audience with Kirsin once again. Kirsin arrived in the usual manner. Kalon fell to the ground before Kirsin.

"Kirsin... I beg of you... Help us. We have run out of food, and water too. Our wills are buckling... Please..."

Kirsin stood emotionless in front of Kalon, "I require strength of will from you, Enforcer. I require strength of will from your village. If you cannot survive these tests, then all I have predicted will not come to pass for you. I have promised you greatness. If your wills cannot withstand these challenges, then you shall not attain it."

Travellers from the East noted the fact that an army under King Azgon was heading their way. Kalon begged audience with Kirsin yet again, and Kirsin arrived in front of him again.

"This is your last challenge," Kirsin said, "You will stand against King Azgon, and our cause shall prevail. You will fight with him fully, not holding back and not surrendering, and an empire shall come of this village, as I have promised."

Kalon warily nodded to Kirsin. As he went outside, many of the villagers had left. There were only a few hundred starving and thirsting men and women, and the children, still within the village limits. They armed themselves with all they had taken from the armoury when they first tried to kill Galen Jacques. They stood in wait for Azgon, forming defensive positions and hoping that when Azgon came, they would be ready for the fight to come.

While the village had been suffering, Xinos had given Galen a group of bandits to lead against the village after he had talked to King Azgon. The King had agreed to let Galen take the village back with his bandits if he helped him, and Galen hastily agreed. Xinos appeared before Galen and said "You have done well, Galen. The followers of Kirsin's Enforcer have almost completely abandoned him and the few that remain are starved, demoralized, or children. If you succeed in taking this village, you shall be the King of all Bandits!" And with that, Xinos left, leaving Galen a sword on the ground. Galen hurriedly ordered his bandits to cut off the roads leading to the village, and sent a messenger to King Azgon saying his men were ready for the battle. Galen looked down to see a black, crystal like sword. He picked it up, and heard Xinos in his head say "This is my sword. With it, you can slay Kirsin's Enforcer and show him that even the most willful of people can be beaten."

[Triassica]

Yxarus, The Great Anarch

The Great Anarch gleefully watched as the fruit of his labor took shape in the village. Kalon's people were undergoing untold suffering by the plague, drought, and famine. Now, King Azgon's army stood before the tiny village, surrounding Kirson's chosen people. Yxarus smirked joyfully, now ready to put the will of mankind to the test, as he had since they first walked the Earth.

Approaching Kalon and his men from the west, Yxarus took on the form of an old hunched man with a single eye. Subtly raising his hand, he put a stop to Azgon's marching, saving it for if needed. In fact, it was as if time itself have come to a complete stop. "Oh, Kalon the Great, how terrible a fate have befallen your people." cried Yxarus, the Deceiver in feign worry, "Did you actually put your trust in Kirson, that snake? You should never put your trust in folks like him... For he brings ruin on all of us..."

[Toaslandia]

Yxarus, The Great Anarch

The Great Anarch gleefully watched as the fruit of his labor took shape in the village. Kalon's people were undergoing untold suffering by the plague, drought, and famine. Now, King Azgon's army stood before the tiny village, surrounding Kirson's chosen people. Yxarus smirked joyfully, now ready to put the will of mankind to the test, as he had since they first walked the Earth.

Approaching Kalon and his men from the west, Yxarus took on the form of an old hunched man with a single eye. Subtly raising his hand, he put a stop to Azgon's marching, saving it for if needed. In fact, it was as if time itself have come to a complete stop. "Oh, Kalon the Great, how terrible a fate have befallen your people." cried Yxarus, the Deceiver in feign worry, "Did you actually put your trust in Kirson, that snake? You should never put your trust in folks like him... For he brings ruin on all of us..."

Xinos whispered a message into Yxarus' ear. "My followers are ready, friend. When you are finished, let us kill these followers of Kirsin."

[Tasuirin]

Yxarus, The Great Anarch

The Great Anarch gleefully watched as the fruit of his labor took shape in the village. Kalon's people were undergoing untold suffering by the plague, drought, and famine. Now, King Azgon's army stood before the tiny village, surrounding Kirson's chosen people. Yxarus smirked joyfully, now ready to put the will of mankind to the test, as he had since they first walked the Earth.

Approaching Kalon and his men from the west, Yxarus took on the form of an old hunched man with a single eye. Subtly raising his hand, he put a stop to Azgon's marching, saving it for if needed. In fact, it was as if time itself have come to a complete stop. "Oh, Kalon the Great, how terrible a fate have befallen your people." cried Yxarus, the Deceiver in feign worry, "Did you actually put your trust in Kirson, that snake? You should never put your trust in folks like him... For he brings ruin on all of us..."

The dehydrated and starving Kalon, still drunk on ambition, spoke back to the god with venom aftet Yxarus spoke to him.

"Kirsin has told me about the likes of you. You abuse we mortals for your own ends. Kirsin has promised me an Empire from this village, and I shall hold out against whatever test you throw at me, deceiver!"

[Triassica]

Yxarus, the Great Anarch

Yxarus gave the mortal a particular look and merely smirked with that of impressed expression. Truly Kalon was among the most sharpest knives in the draw. However, that wasn't going to make The Great Anarch give up yet. There was still much to speak of.

"Very good, Kalon. You saw right through me." Yxarus crackled and laugh as shredded shredded his disguise, taking on his form of the blonde man in yellow with bow tie, top hat and eye patch, clutching his cane, "Very strong perceptions you have, but still foolish all the same. I mean, just look at yourself! Starving, dehydrated and diseased! Both you and what is left of your men!

"You together make up around no more than a hundred strong with mere swords and shields hastily made!" Yxarus continued, pointing out to the huge army before them. He now not only spoke to Kalon, but his men as well, "King Azgon has a force ten thousand strong and heavily armed men! You go against them and they mow you down, walking over your corpses like nothing! They will raid what's left of your village, and capture, rape and enslave whatever healthy women and girls you got left! Do you really think Kirson expects you win? He has merely allowed all of this to happen in expectation of your demise! Kirson expects you to be slaughtered!"

The Great Anarch brought his attention, then to Kalon and his men, his eye staring down upon them. "I, however, offer you a different fate, an escape from your destined massacre!" said Yxarus craftily as he reached out his hand and pulled out a golden piece of partchment with writing on it, "You offer your services to me and I will give you the Empire you desire! Sign this contract to me, and I will bring upon all the misery you have suffered onto King Azgon, and you will take his place as king. All with a single, simple signature from you, Kalon. Heck! It doesn't have to be you, Kalon! Any one of you can sign this and become Emperor! Escape the gruesome path Kirson has set for you!"

The Great Anarch waved the parchment in the Band's faces. "Well? Anyone?" Yxarus asked with a friendly smile, "Anyone wishes to rid themselves of suffering and win the day as Emperor? Anyone? Just a simple signature from any one of you is all I need and victory will be yours!"

[Tasuirin]

Yxarus, the Great Anarch

Yxarus gave the mortal a particular look and merely smirked with that of impressed expression. Truly Kalon was among the most sharpest knives in the draw. However, that wasn't going to make The Great Anarch give up yet. There was still much to speak of.

"Very good, Kalon. You saw right through me." Yxarus crackled and laugh as shredded shredded his disguise, taking on his form of the blonde man in yellow with bow tie, top hat and eye patch, clutching his cane, "Very strong perceptions you have, but still foolish all the same. I mean, just look at yourself! Starving, dehydrated and diseased! Both you and what is left of your men!

"You together make up around no more than a hundred strong with mere swords and shields hastily made!" Yxarus continued, pointing out to the huge army before them. He now not only spoke to Kalon, but his men as well, "King Azgon has a force ten thousand strong and heavily armed men! You go against them and they mow you down, walking over your corpses like nothing! They will raid what's left of your village, and capture, rape and enslave whatever healthy women and girls you got left! Do you really think Kirson expects you win? He has merely allowed all of this to happen in expectation of your demise! Kirson expects you to be slaughtered!"

The Great Anarch brought his attention, then to Kalon and his men, his eye staring down upon them. "I, however, offer you a different fate, an escape from your destined massacre!" said Yxarus craftily as he reached out his hand and pulled out a golden piece of partchment with writing on it, "You offer your services to me and I will give you the Empire you desire! Sign this contract to me, and I will bring upon all the misery you have suffered onto King Azgon, and you will take his place as king. All with a single, simple signature from you, Kalon. Heck! It doesn't have to be you, Kalon! Any one of you can this and become Emperor!"

The Great Anarch waved the parchment in the Band's faces. "Well? Anyone?" Yxarus asked with a friendly smile, "Anyone wishes to rid themselves of suffering and win the day as Emperor? Anyone? Just a simple signature from any one of you is all I need and victory will be yours!"

Along the scantily built wooden walls, one soldier hesitantly put up his hand. He wanted to sign. If only just to end the suffering. Immediately, the woman standing next to him stabbed him with a spear. All thoughts of dissent suddenly vanished.

"Your words are worth less than the parchment they are written on. You will watch as my lord Kirsin delivers us a victory for our will and your forces are routed before ours. Cease your prattling, and let us begin this battle in earnest."

[Toaslandia]

Yxarus, the Great Anarch

Yxarus gave the mortal a particular look and merely smirked with that of impressed expression. Truly Kalon was among the most sharpest knives in the draw. However, that wasn't going to make The Great Anarch give up yet. There was still much to speak of.

"Very good, Kalon. You saw right through me." Yxarus crackled and laugh as shredded shredded his disguise, taking on his form of the blonde man in yellow with bow tie, top hat and eye patch, clutching his cane, "Very strong perceptions you have, but still foolish all the same. I mean, just look at yourself! Starving, dehydrated and diseased! Both you and what is left of your men!

"You together make up around no more than a hundred strong with mere swords and shields hastily made!" Yxarus continued, pointing out to the huge army before them. He now not only spoke to Kalon, but his men as well, "King Azgon has a force ten thousand strong and heavily armed men! You go against them and they mow you down, walking over your corpses like nothing! They will raid what's left of your village, and capture, rape and enslave whatever healthy women and girls you got left! Do you really think Kirson expects you win? He has merely allowed all of this to happen in expectation of your demise! Kirson expects you to be slaughtered!"

The Great Anarch brought his attention, then to Kalon and his men, his eye staring down upon them. "I, however, offer you a different fate, an escape from your destined massacre!" said Yxarus craftily as he reached out his hand and pulled out a golden piece of partchment with writing on it, "You offer your services to me and I will give you the Empire you desire! Sign this contract to me, and I will bring upon all the misery you have suffered onto King Azgon, and you will take his place as king. All with a single, simple signature from you, Kalon. Heck! It doesn't have to be you, Kalon! Any one of you can this and become Emperor!"

The Great Anarch waved the parchment in the Band's faces. "Well? Anyone?" Yxarus asked with a friendly smile, "Anyone wishes to rid themselves of suffering and win the day as Emperor? Anyone? Just a simple signature from any one of you is all I need and victory will be yours!"

Along the scantily built wooden walls, one soldier hesitantly put up his hand. He wanted to sign. If only just to end the suffering. Immediately, the woman standing next to him stabbed him with a spear. All thoughts of dissent suddenly vanished.

"Your words are worth less than the parchment they are written on. You will watch as my lord Kirsin delivers us a victory for our will and your forces are routed before ours. Cease your prattling, and let us begin this battle in earnest."

Xinos saw the woman kill the man and smiled. He appeared next to Yxarus and said "Foolish mortal, you kill yourselves for wanting to live. Come and serve me, and become powerful! If you stay with this misguided fool who thinks he can stop chaos, you will die." Xinos stood there with his arms crossed, waiting for a response.

[Triassica]

Yxarus, The Great Anarch

Yxarus's smile turned into a sneer as the woman stabbed his would be signer They were all fools if Kirson actually had any intention of them winning. However, the Great Anarch wasn't done yet. "Xinos is right! The God you speak of has brought everyone he has made his so-called champion to the same fate that lies before you!" He spoke carefully to the defiant mortal woman, "I am offering you a deal out of the goodness of my heart! Sign the contract, swear loyalty to me, and victory will be yours! Otherwise you will slaughtered!"

"Nonetheless, is this the opinion of everyone present? Do you all have such a death wish, blinded by a desire for glory that will never come?" Yxarus called out as he began to hover in the air, looking down upon them all. He spotted a young man who seemed the most weak in strength and of will among them and got close. "You know there is a difference between bravery and suicidal stupidity. Why fight and be massacred, when you can join me and truly rule?"

[Tasuirin]

Kalon held up his patron's gauntlet, causing a concussive force ahead of him which caused a crater in the ground. The man who seemed weakest watched this show of power, and raised his chin.

"We are all of the same will. Attack us and attain your doom. Our glory is promised us by almighty Kirsin, and little chaos gods shall not get in the way."

[Toaslandia]

Kalon held up his patron's gauntlet, causing a concussive force ahead of him which caused a crater in the ground. The man who seemed weakest watched this show of power, and raised his chin.

"We are all of the same will. Attack us and attain your doom. Our glory is promised us by almighty Kirsin, and little chaos gods shall not get in the way."

Xinos' golden eyes burned bright and his voice thundered. "YOU DARE BELITTLE THE GODS, MORTAL!? YOU WILL REGRET THAT." Xinos snapped his fingers and appeared in front of Galen. "Galen, you have been given my sword. You have been charged with killing the Enforcer of Kirsin. When the attack begins, you and your men will be on the front line."

[Tasuirin]

"YOUR VOICE COMPARES NOT TO THAT OF GREAT KIRSIN!" Kalon responded, shouting back to the God. "Don't put off your defeat any longer! Attack us and be repelled!"

Kalon sent off yet another concussive force, this time aimed at the army. A crater appeared yet again. Kalon goaded on the army and its leaders.