World of Gods Reboot (IC/OPEN)

[Quavv]

Olimpia, Athanatos
The chaos unfolding on Earth got Athanatos attention. Of course it wasn’t a huge deal but should a nuclear war actually get started, that decimate Earths population. “Gabriel!” He called. An angel flew into the room. “Yes sir.” “Take about 10 angels with you and go tell those gods to calm it down unless they want me to come down there.” “It shall be done,” replied the angel. He took a few moments to rally other angels and then they departed from the Spiritual Realm to the Mortal Realm, arriving in North Korea.

Earth, North Korea, Angels
It appeared as if some gods had already intervened to stop the first nuclear missiles. The angels approached the gathering of gods. “Phobo, Arkel, King Athanatos is displeased with what you’re doing here. Generally he does not seek to restrict gods from their activities on Earth but this could destroy humanity. He requires you to stop this at once.”

[Raktio]

Krov-Pharn

"Greetings Malum," the Titan of Space said as Malum approached the sphere. It was one of Krov-Pharn's avatars there, for the Titan himself rarely truly left his own Dominion. "So far, with the rate of expansion, there is plenty of time before it'll really effect anything else. I have also noted that so far the only thing it interacts with is light which it absorbs, anything else just treats it as an unstoppable force."

[Mercatus]

Malum

"So it has no effect on physical matter, that is pleasing news." Malum said. He stood next to Krov-Pharn, holding an ancient text he took from the Library of Hell detailing past occurrences of anomalous things, he handed the book to Pharn, asking him to look for anything resembling this.

North Korea

The Mechanical demon had walked into where the North Koreans were tracking their missiles to targets, and opened fire with his chain gun at the operators. The two Barons were destroying equipment and killing guards. Within minutes, everyone was dead, and the missiles were now left without monitors. An Alpha-caste Imp walked up to the only control panel that was left, and pressed a button that terminated the missiles.

[Quavv]

Deep Space
Malum once again started hearing a voice. Again as if it was coming from absolutely everywhere around him. However, Khov-Pharn couldn't hear it. This time, however, the voice spoke a language Malum could understand. "Take me to...Earth," said the demonic sounding voice.

[Theiagh]

Olimpia, Athanatos
The chaos unfolding on Earth got Athanatos attention. Of course it wasn’t a huge deal but should a nuclear war actually get started, that decimate Earths population. “Gabriel!” He called. An angel flew into the room. “Yes sir.” “Take about 10 angels with you and go tell those gods to calm it down unless they want me to come down there.” “It shall be done,” replied the angel. He took a few moments to rally other angels and then they departed from the Spiritual Realm to the Mortal Realm, arriving in North Korea.

Earth, North Korea, Angels
It appeared as if some gods had already intervened to stop the first nuclear missiles. The angels approached the gathering of gods. “Phobo, Arkel, King Athanatos is displeased with what you’re doing here. Generally he does not seek to restrict gods from their activities on Earth but this could destroy humanity. He requires you to stop this at once.”

Phobo
Just as their fun was about to start it gets ruined, obviously very unhappy, Phobo relents. “Gabriel don’t you think it’s way to calm down here? Yeah and you may say what the occasional conflict, and yes I’d say your right but nothing catastrophic has happened since WW2 Gabby, it’s the calm before the storm. Alright Gabriel I’ll stop but go on and tell Athanatos that something is wrong, it’s to peaceful. With that the God of Fear disappeared back into Unera.

Alarious

Prometheus’ torn liver this was turning into the worst sort of day. Not only was his Lord essentially babysitting or testing him in his task to retrieve the Goddess of Forgetfulness, but so too did the God of Dreams make his appearance. Between their two auras, his master’s voice in his head, and the feel of the cold grave reach up to rattle his spine, he was swiftly losing patience. And getting... Sort of light headed.

Alarious’ head bobs once before he snaps back awake. Fuck this. He thinks to himself. He had always been careful not to show just what he was capable of in front of the others, lest they think he was too dangerous to be allowed to remain on the board. But with the Titan of Death breathing down your neck, such things ceased to be concerns. The three nearby Gods would feel a subtle shift in the fabric of the world, followed by a lurch and then feel the air thicken with the rich bitterness of roasting coffee beans.

Reality tilted, went splorp, and then there was a clatter at the table as a rather delicate coffee cup appeared in front of the young God. He wiped his brow, mopping away the head of sweat there. It wasn’t the triple strength espresso that had cost him so dearly to shape, but the single drop of Soma inside the coffee. Soma, also known as Ambrosia or Iounn, was the literal drink of the Gods. A single drop could make a man a hero, make a hero a force of nature, or shore up the strength of any god who imbibed it, and maintain their immortality. Growing one of the apples was a task that took centuries, so conjuring a single drop of the substance from the aether was costly indeed.

But from the moment the liquid touched his lips, Alarious felt the influence of the other two waning. His mind felt cool, like a supple sheen of metal, and just as strong. “Why Janik, how good to see you awake.” Alarious purrs, his eyes smiling. “I was just offering to take Etheri here back to Olimpia. She’s been extra effective in her duties lately, so a vacation or atleast a day off seems to be in order.”

Janik
Janik laughed. “Yeah a vacation seems nice. You get to sleep all day!” “Say why is Etheri here in the first place?” Sleepily Janik stood up only to fall back into his seat. A nap seems like a good idea he mumbled. Although Janik slept most of the time he really shouldn’t be underestimated. Janik suddenly stumbled and stood wide awake woah... without another word Janik disappeared back to Unera confusing anyone nearby why Janik had suddenly disappeared. Janik had felt something terrible and he didn’t want to be anywhere near when that happened so he did the most obvious thing, he went back to Unera.

[Harbertia]

Deep Space
Malum once again started hearing a voice. Again as if it was coming from absolutely everywhere around him. However, Khov-Pharn couldn't hear it. This time, however, the voice spoke a language Malum could understand. "Take me to...Earth," said the demonic sounding voice.

Setsa
Setsa didn't hear anything, what she did see however was Malum. She moved between the orb and the new comer who was next to Krov-Pharn, finally speaking up she faced Krov-Pharn's avatar; "Titanic Lord Krov-Pharn," she began, recalling Malum's statement at the meeting regarding 'power', "you may have invited any and all to come and see the orb but such was not the wish of the Titan of Power whose thought spawn is now your company. I remind you great won, that Malum's domain is of punishment- and an offense to Athanatos would be deserving of high punishment." She hissed.

[Mercatus]

Deep Space
Malum once again started hearing a voice. Again as if it was coming from absolutely everywhere around him. However, Khov-Pharn couldn't hear it. This time, however, the voice spoke a language Malum could understand. "Take me to...Earth," said the demonic sounding voice.

Malum perked his head up, hearing the voice. Whom wishes to be transported to the Mortal world? This is an odd request of this voice, and yet I must somehow fulfill the will of an unseen force. Suddenly, Setsa slithered to the two titans among the floor fabricated from distortion of space. She offered complaints to Krov-Pharn of Malum's presence, and Malum was the first to respond. "Watch who you are talking about and in whos presence you are talking about them. Deva, for the future, I caution you about complaining about a Titan to another Titan." Malum felt compelled by the voice, but didn't know where to go or who was requesting transport.

[Harbertia]

Deep Space
Malum once again started hearing a voice. Again as if it was coming from absolutely everywhere around him. However, Khov-Pharn couldn't hear it. This time, however, the voice spoke a language Malum could understand. "Take me to...Earth," said the demonic sounding voice.

Malum perked his head up, hearing the voice. Whom wishes to be transported to the Mortal realm? This is an odd request of this voice, and yet I must somehow fulfill the will of an unseen force. Suddenly, Setsa slithered to the two titans among the floor fabricated from distortion of space. She offered complaints to Krov-Pharn of Malum's presence, and Malum was the first to respond. "Watch who you are talking about and in whos presence you are talking about them. Deva, for the future, I caution you about complaining about a Titan to another Titan." Setsa made an angry hiss and recoiled her head at his response. Malum felt compelled by the voice, but didn't know where to go or who was requesting transport.

Try not to post what another players character does. I will abide this time as it's a first offense.

[Harbertia]

Doing a double post so the original of Malum's post can still be seen with my last edit being clearly seen as prior to me being informed of the correction made by Malum. I don't want anyone thinking I make stuff up, and I hope in the future that such edits are made known to me. I had after all let Vid and Raktos know I was going along with that- but as it's one sentence and was removed by Mercatus I can see now that they really had no idea what I was talking about.

Deep Space
Malum once again started hearing a voice. Again as if it was coming from absolutely everywhere around him. However, Khov-Pharn couldn't hear it. This time, however, the voice spoke a language Malum could understand. "Take me to...Earth," said the demonic sounding voice.

Malum perked his head up, hearing the voice. Whom wishes to be transported to the Mortal realm? This is an odd request of this voice, and yet I must somehow fulfill the will of an unseen force. Suddenly, Setsa slithered to the two titans among the floor fabricated from distortion of space. She offered complaints to Krov-Pharn of Malum's presence, and Malum was the first to respond. "Watch who you are talking about and in whose presence you are talking about them. Deva, for the future, I caution you about complaining about a Titan to another Titan." Malum felt compelled by the voice, but didn't know where to go or who was requesting transport.

Setsa
Setsa looked upon the hellish titan Malum, her serpentine face as unreadable as ever; "If it's wrong to complain about a Titan to another how then should Athanatos maintain order? Krov-Pharn has been appointed as supervisor of this research by him, and myself assigned to this by him. You on the other hand, where not appointed- I as Deva cannot send you away, but Krov-Pharn I caution. The Titan of Power is not one to be crosssed."

[Mercatus]

Malum

"And I, Titan of Hell, could unleash the demonic armies on a whim, and wouldn't the other Titans and Pantheons wish to avoid another catastrophic war? I would think so. Watch that forked tongue of yours. Order is not entirely maintained by Athanatos, as the fear of an armed divine conflict also plays a part." Malum turned to Krov-Pharn, and said to him, "Look through the texts as you please for an anomaly of this kind, I must apologize for I must take an abrupt leaving." Malum touched the orb, and his hand passed through it like a mortal's would through water, and stepped through a portal he had just formed.

Ruination Temple, Earth

The temple stood grand, with pillars of obsidian glass and walls of pure granite, decorated with segments of ruby. It had laid dormant since 1929, when the second demonic invasion ended. The portal frame to Hell itself resided in the temple, waiting for another activation. Malum, however, wasn't here to do that. When he touched the orb, a sentient essence was picked up that had made telepathic contact with him. He brought it to a place where no one could see, the Ruination Temple, so he could see what messages came next.

[Harbertia]

Setsa
Setsa watched from her coils as Malum passed by her who had moved between him and orb to pass his hand through it. She gave a hissing sigh at this seeing it as him flexing before departing. She turned to Krov-Pharn and took some breaths, waiting to see if the Titan would have something to say on the matter. She was as everyone else present unaware of the voice. She wanted to go to her son, and check his progress regarding the orb- if anything the Orb's reaction, what ever it or if any, could be observed as further study.

[Nea Videssos]

Sakaal

Once the meeting at the throne room was dismissed, Sakaal returned the same way he had arrived; teleportation via the distortion of space and time. He reappeared in an ornately decorated hall beneath the surface of the moon. Intricately carved runes and magical glyphs diffused a multi-coloured glow from the walls, floor and ceiling of this hidden away location. The hall gave off an impression of great antiquity, while the magical energy humming faintly in the background added an ominous ambience. In terms of architectural style, it bore a mix of broad Mesopotamian and Persian influences, though elements of Greek and Gothic architecture could also be seen, even if said elements were comparatively marginal, and a much latter edition to the hall. Despite an apparent absence of any residents, the place was impeccably preserved, with no traces of decay, damage or dust. There were sixteen gilded metal doors positioned with equal distance from one another around each part of the hall, and each were currently sealed shut, arcane symbols traced across the doorways in patterns that resembled the style of Celtic Insular art. Positioned next to each door were pairs of statues resembling elaborately carved white snakes, each scale rendered with the tiniest detail. When Sakaal appeared, the eyes of the statues flashed, a golden light suffusing the room for a brief moment, before disappearing and returning the room to its previous lighting condition.

At the end of the hall was a raised platform. Around it a grainy-grey field of energy flickered, specks of a corrosive, pale light swirling within this barrier. On the wall immediately next to the platform was an alcove containing a sphere in the form of a white, gold-speckled crystal covered in a pattern of scales, with each scale covered in minute magical glyphs barely perceptible to the eye. Bearing the environs no particular attention, Sakaal moved with the poise of an individual intimately familiar with their surroundings. The white serpents that emerged from his legs languidly surveyed the surroundings, tongues darting out to test the air in an unhurried fashion. He floated over to the magical barrier, and smoothly entered, a brief flash of light occurring as the barrier recognised his entry. Sakaal approached the crystal sphere in the alcove, and placed his right hand on it. Warm to the touch, it gave out a strange sense that the one touching it was falling a great distance. It was a device Sakaal had created some time ago, and was both a repository of knowledge and an effective interdimensional storehouse. More precisely, it could be described as a key or a gateway. It interfaced with a variety of other access points in Sakaal's magical network, each with their own unique secrets and hidden spatio-temporal pockets, and the ability to isolate themselves from the rest of the network in an emergency. Each of these were of course very well guarded. Despite appearances, this hidden hall on the moon was likewise protected. Sakaal had effectively packed several thousand years worth of defences in each of these locations. If another god tried to break through, they would either find that they had bitten off more than they could chew, with a vast number of divine magical traps, barriers, spatial banishing glyphs, pockets of distorted reality that devoured would-be-entrants, black holes, enchanted constructs and guardians ready to defend the place. Even supposing they had broken through, they would be faced with a transference and self-destruction mechanism, coming out empty-handed, assuming they still had hands.

Sakaal, as the god of mystery, knew well how to hide things. It was on the moon, yet at the same time it was not. It would perhaps be better said that it existed partially on several dimensional planes in parallel to the moon, and if other gods tried to locate it, they were all but guaranteed to fail. Of course, gods with the knowledge of space, time and dimensions like Khov-Pharn were likely to find it much easier. Of course, Sakaal's power over distortions and mysteries would likely give him a headache when it came to trying to find some things, if Sakaal put his full power over these domains to work. Certainly, titans were stronger than devas in raw godly power, but it wasn't just about raw strength; the nature of one's abilities and how they were used were also key. It should also be considered that there were different ways of fighting, and some gods could show surprising capabilities with their own domains and intelligent use of said powers. The right tool for the right job applied to both gods and mortals alike, and used well, a deva's powers could potentially punch above their weight.

Sakaal spent some time interfacing with the system. While he always had his own personal connection at any given point, for added security he had developed isolated subsections that in normal circumstances could only be accessed via points such as the one in this hall. Of course, there were always backups, and Sakaal had his own alternative methods of reaching these sections, so it was not like the whole system could come crashing down if these access points were targetted and successfully destroyed or sealed away from him. The scaled crystal sphere emitted a flickering golden glow as Sakaal perused the catalogue of records, artefacts and assorted other things. Once satisfied that he had accessed and obtained what he desired, the deva took his hand away, and left the grey barrier that encapsulated the area. Once again, space pulsed and eddied, twisting as he used distortion as a method of teleportation. First, he disappeared and reappeared on the surface of the moon, ensuring that if anyone were to attempt to trace back the spatio-temporal remnants of his previous location, they would only find a mundane location on the moon's surface, rather than the hidden-away hall residing in several fragmented planes at once. That was assuming they were also capable of being able to recognise anything past the distortion. This time, utilising the coordinates he had recorded back at the throne room, when Khov-Pharn opened an entrance to the space near the mysterious black sphere, Sakaal's androgynous form flashed, vanishing again.

Sakaal arrived shortly after Malum left the area. A short distance away from Setsa and Khov-Pharn, space ripped and warped unpredictably, and as it churned, twisted and contracted, the radiant glow of moonlight emerged with Sakaal's appearance. As the power of distortion faded away and the space around him returned to normal, the Moon Serpent's curious gaze from behind the pointed golden crown, and that of the serpents below, briefly turned to the black sphere, before moving on to Setsa and Khov-Pharn. "Greetings, mother, Lord Khov-Pharn," Speaking with a respectful tone, he greeted the other two, and whilst his address to Setsa was less formal than his greeting to the Titan of Space, Time and Dimensions, it held more reverence. Even as he spoke, his mind was working, his keen interest in mysteries, hidden knowledge, unidentified items, anomalous entities and undiscovered forms of power rapidly coming to the fore.

[Anglomania]

Olimpia, Athanatos
The chaos unfolding on Earth got Athanatos attention. Of course it wasn’t a huge deal but should a nuclear war actually get started, that decimate Earths population. “Gabriel!” He called. An angel flew into the room. “Yes sir.” “Take about 10 angels with you and go tell those gods to calm it down unless they want me to come down there.” “It shall be done,” replied the angel. He took a few moments to rally other angels and then they departed from the Spiritual Realm to the Mortal Realm, arriving in North Korea.

Earth, North Korea, Angels
It appeared as if some gods had already intervened to stop the first nuclear missiles. The angels approached the gathering of gods. “Phobo, Arkel, King Athanatos is displeased with what you’re doing here. Generally he does not seek to restrict gods from their activities on Earth but this could destroy humanity. He requires you to stop this at once.”

Phobo
Just as their fun was about to start it gets ruined, obviously very unhappy, Phobo relents. “Gabriel don’t you think it’s way to calm down here? Yeah and you may say what the occasional conflict, and yes I’d say your right but nothing catastrophic has happened since WW2 Gabby, it’s the calm before the storm. Alright Gabriel I’ll stop but go on and tell Athanatos that something is wrong, it’s to peaceful. With that the God of Fear disappeared back into Unera.

Alarious

Prometheus’ torn liver this was turning into the worst sort of day. Not only was his Lord essentially babysitting or testing him in his task to retrieve the Goddess of Forgetfulness, but so too did the God of Dreams make his appearance. Between their two auras, his master’s voice in his head, and the feel of the cold grave reach up to rattle his spine, he was swiftly losing patience. And getting... Sort of light headed.

Alarious’ head bobs once before he snaps back awake. Fuck this. He thinks to himself. He had always been careful not to show just what he was capable of in front of the others, lest they think he was too dangerous to be allowed to remain on the board. But with the Titan of Death breathing down your neck, such things ceased to be concerns. The three nearby Gods would feel a subtle shift in the fabric of the world, followed by a lurch and then feel the air thicken with the rich bitterness of roasting coffee beans.

Reality tilted, went splorp, and then there was a clatter at the table as a rather delicate coffee cup appeared in front of the young God. He wiped his brow, mopping away the head of sweat there. It wasn’t the triple strength espresso that had cost him so dearly to shape, but the single drop of Soma inside the coffee. Soma, also known as Ambrosia or Iounn, was the literal drink of the Gods. A single drop could make a man a hero, make a hero a force of nature, or shore up the strength of any god who imbibed it, and maintain their immortality. Growing one of the apples was a task that took centuries, so conjuring a single drop of the substance from the aether was costly indeed.

But from the moment the liquid touched his lips, Alarious felt the influence of the other two waning. His mind felt cool, like a supple sheen of metal, and just as strong. “Why Janik, how good to see you awake.” Alarious purrs, his eyes smiling. “I was just offering to take Etheri here back to Olimpia. She’s been extra effective in her duties lately, so a vacation or atleast a day off seems to be in order.”

Janik
Janik laughed. “Yeah a vacation seems nice. You get to sleep all day!” “Say why is Etheri here in the first place?” Sleepily Janik stood up only to fall back into his seat. A nap seems like a good idea he mumbled. Although Janik slept most of the time he really shouldn’t be underestimated. Janik suddenly stumbled and stood wide awake woah... without another word Janik disappeared back to Unera confusing anyone nearby why Janik had suddenly disappeared. Janik had felt something terrible and he didn’t want to be anywhere near when that happened so he did the most obvious thing, he went back to Unera.

Arkel
Alright alright we’ll stop Gabriel, we don’t want Athanatos down my throat. Arkel then disappeared as well. He went to the small town of Verdun, France where he would walk and remember the gallant warriors that held the town from the Germans.

[Raktio]

The avatar of Krov-Pharn looked at both Malum and Setsa at the same time, "Athanatos did not say to not let any others near and if he wished to keep the matter a secret he wouldn't have dedicated the Centennial Meeting to only that one subject and none other. That being said, Setsa is one of my Devas and it is my duty to see to it that they know when they reach their bounds, and Setsa is well within her rights to complain about your presence to me if she feels it concerning enough. Do not attempt to threaten me or my Devas again or I will see to it that your movement beyond the Beyond is restricted," Krov-Pharn warned Malum, and greatly increased his own presence there momentarily in response to Malum's casual threat towards Setsa.

The book was of course interesting since the Beyond was one of the few places which Krov-Pharn did not get to explore as much and therefore a lot of it remained a mystery to him. The book vanished as he slipped it into a pocket dimension where he would be able to analyze it nearly instantly without rushing due to the accelerated internal time. As her did that, something else got his attention which was evidently way more important then the book for the moment. Malum had reached through the orb, which had been all but impervious to anything. In an instant, Krov-Pharn began working in high gear as he did several things at once. His avatar present at the object attempted to reach through it just like Malum did, while having Setsa doing the same since he was not truly there but rather just a portion of his power. Another portion of his divine power followed the other Titan through the portal to the Ruination Temple, though layered in stealth measures to ensure his target wouldn't sense him to the best of his ability. A third portion teleported directly to Athanatos and informed him of the situation, ignoring his usual politeness protocol. Another portion of himself sought out the goddess of whispers to see about having her keep tabs on Malum's earthly activities/ One last, nearly microscopic portion of his presence focused on the book, reading through it out of curiosity more than anything else.

His avatar faced Sakaal as they approached, "Greetings Sakaal, it seems you just missed the most important information as of yet." As soon as he finished speaking, an illusionary alternate reality, one only entities who could see multiple dimensions and understand their workings would be able to interoperate, occupied the surrounding space and showed much of what Sakaal had missed in regards to the orb's normal reactions and its reactions to Malum reaching into it.

[Harbertia]

Setsa had used her tongue to investigate the orb, which was a different sense then that of reaching through it with a hand. She turned as Sakaal arrived with greetings for her and the Titan Khov-Pharn. She was unable to see what was shown to Sakaal and thus only had his arrival to respond to; "Son you are the light in this void whose warmth gives me eternal joy. She pondered the sensation upon her tongue, and upon the presence of the orb. She was in a way thankful that her son had not been around to see what happened, if only for concern that he may find it encouraging in some way- leading to a brash interaction with a Titan in the future. Such where her maternal thoughts as she spoke to direct focus to the mystery; "This orb, reminds me of an egg." she said moving her head around it so that it would be beside the orb. She looked upon her son, as she enjoyed watching him work.

[Jerno]

Gonz Titan of the Sky and Earth
Gonz was currently sitting on his throne in Ujaal Baloor and he was rather uncomfortable, not because of the throne, something was wrong and Gonz knew it. Of course he wasn’t aware of the situation in other parts of the Devine realm. (Relating to Malum and Krov-Pharn In the orb). Gonz would then pace the throne room. “Jael, come here.” Jael came and bowed to Gonz, “My Lord, what services do you require?” “Jael I need eyes put the entire city on alert I have a feeling the orb is the source of it. Unfortunately for me I don’t have access to the Said orb.” “Get every animal and plant down on earth to report any suspicious activity to me, also Jael get the Devas on high alert.” I don’t like the feeling of this Gonz mumbled. None of the Devas happened to be in Ujaal Baloor so Several Gaius went down into the mortal world dressed like business men and pinpointed every Devas location. Listrin is in Paris. Unknown Location of Setsa. Panos is in Nepal. Zakasy is in... Siberia? We don’t know the whereabouts of Azakal and Sakaal. Two Gaius went to every Deva with this message:
Ujaal Baloor In High Alert on order of Gonz the Titan Of the Earth and Sky, any suspicious activity that would relate to the orb talked in the meeting would be reported back to Gonz.
Given to each Deva in a soil compound card the message would be on the card for a minute before it melted sinking into the ground. A separate message was given to Panos as well.
From Gonz: Panos I want every tree, plant and animal out there to report to you any suspicious activity that could be related to the orb, and any movement from the Ruination Pantheon. Gonz now knew he would have to be ready for anything that came towards the Planets safety. That’s when a report came in about several Gods that had been trying to release nukes into the world and trying to cause WW3. Gonz wasn’t to happy about it...exactly why was he just receiving the report now that the conflict had been solved? Oh well. He also heard Thaetols voice from somewhere but that had left Gonz utterly confused as he had no idea what he was talking about. But for now the city was on high alert. He decided that it would be a good idea to talk with Athanatos about it, seeing as two minds work great together. He sighed and sunk into the ground.

Mt. Olimpia
In the ground near the entrance of the palace the ground started to sift and crack, soil and rocks started to pour out a hole in the ground and molding into a being. Once complete the being turned out to be Gonz the Titan Of the Sky and Earth. Gonz walked to the nearest angel and told him that Athanatos had a visitor that wanted an audience with him. You see Gonz could’ve appeared in Athanatos throne room but he didn’t want to get the Titan of Power mad so he appeared outside his palace.

Carstol
After he had killed those men that had tried to kill one of his priests he went back into Unera and back to his house where he would gaze into the world of both men and Gods. Interesting he thought.. what in the world? While he had somehow received access to the orb. He wasn’t able to see who was there for an unknown reason his guess was some sort of strange magic. What he was able to see is that the orb had gotten bigger since the meeting and that wasn’t good news to Carstol.

[The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune]

Listrin

Finishing the last of his coffee, Listrin felt the need to attend to his duties once more. Sinking back into the divine realm, he allowed his conscious to spread across the mortal world, ensuring that all that had met it's end was reduced to nothing once more. His mind flew through uncountable acts of annihilation, each one different from the last. His mind lingered on some, and merely passed over others.

He was standing outside of an African village. The buildings burned as screams filled the air. Listrin saw a young man running towards him, clearly fleeing some destructive force. When he got near to Listrin, he stopped to catch his breath. Looking up, he noticed the strange angelic figure as the God of Destruction revealed himself. "What manner of Deva are you?" asked the young man.

The god of fire replied simply "I am Listrin."

The man nodded. "I know you. My father taught me about you when I was a boy. He always worshiped Gonz though."

"Well, I never was a popular god to worship, at least in the proper sense. Conquerors like to invoke me upon their enemies but they do not understand me. Only a small number of scholars and shamans have ever worshipped me properly."

"What is proper then M'lord, if you are present when conquerors burn down my home? Why have you forsaken us?"

Listrin calmly said "I do not sake or forsake anyone. My brothers and sisters have given your species an inflated ego over the millenia. You are insignificant on the scale of everything, you know that. Your entire lifespan is less than a speck on that of the universe. You wish to know my role? I clean things up. I make room for something else to take root. You, you may do nothing with your life, but when you die and your body remains, it will decompose, return to dust, and provide the room and nutrients for a forest to grow in it's place one day."

The mortal seemed taken aback. He had always know that there were far greater things in the universe, but for once the true scale of his insignificance hit him. Listrin chuckled and said "Don't fret about it mortal. All things will eventually be destroyed, it is the course of nature. You, your country, your culture, and all mankind will one day be gone. And then the Earth, all the planets and stars, all intelligent concepts, they will all fall away, until it is me and Thaetol floating in an empty universe. Alas, I must move on. Many more roles to fill today. Take care mortal."

The young man watched Listrin turn into a cloud of smoke and float away on a burst of wind. Listrin meanwhile simply moved on to his next cleanup site.

[Nea Videssos]

Sakaal

Behind the ornate golden helm, lights once again flickered across the surface of his eyes as a form of recording spell saved and categorised what Khov-Pharn's alternate reality laid bare before him. A faint smile touched his lips as he saw the irregular behaviour of the sphere in the presence of Malum. For anyone paying attention, it was clear that some sort of awareness was behind the sphere, though it had chosen to veil itself and hide from the presence of anyone other than Malum. Given the way it had responded, it was probably more than just an automatic response set by whoever was behind the orb. Perhaps it saw Malum as having something the others did not possess, or perhaps the others were viewed as antithetical to whatever goals it had. Malum had rather blatantly taken something away from the orb, in full view of Setsa and Khov-pharn. With his purposeful, clear behaviour, he had not been fumbling around either. Somehow he knew exactly what to do, and not only that, the consciousness behind the sphere allowed him to take something from it. Sakaal very well suspected that sealing magic would now fail to contain the sphere and whatever had left it. As for whatever was taken, it likely also contained at least part of the consciousness of the sphere for it to further communicate with Malum. Added to Sakaal's list of priorities was the need to track and observe Malum. With his divinity over mysteries, and distortion allowing him to hide in the cracks of spacetime while observing others, it was not a challenging task to spy on a god, be they titan or deva. If he desired it, Sakaal could hide from the other gods and most of them would probably never find him unless he let them. Of course, there was no need for him to hide in this manner. Similarly, going further to the extent of fully drawing upon the power of mystery to become an unfathomable existence, also ran the risk of causing him to loose his self-awareness and be stuck in that state until he regained consciousness, being forced to rely on such a fickle thing as luck.

Refocusing his thoughts, Sakaal spoke, "Lord, I can also arrange my own surveillance of Malum in conjunction with whatever arrangements you have made. First, though, I shall test the sphere." It was quite clear that if Khov-Pharn was showing him what had happened, he knew something was afoot, and that the interaction between the sphere and Malum stuck out like a sore thumb. Even if he could not see everything that Khov-Pharn was doing elsewhere, he knew that if he were in the titan's shoes, he would also take some investigative measures at the bare minimum. As for the more immediate matter of the orb nearby, the Moon Serpent decided he would try some initial probing. The gilded crown that obscured the upper half of his face, gave off a brighter glow than the usual moonlight that emanated from his body. Glyphs and runes flashed across its surface. Cascading out in complex geometric patterns, magical energy shone with a white-blue brilliance, streaked with gold. This pattern grew around the space surrounding his body, before several additional patterns of energy arced out, brighter points of energy stopping at key points surrounding the black sphere.

As the complex magical array suffused with divine energy built up, a potent protective barrier shimmered. While he had designed it to provide greater resistance against anything that might emerge from the sphere itself, and to focus inwards towards the sphere, he did not make the mistake of making it weak to attacks from outside. While not infallible, it should at the very least make it difficult for anything to get in or out without having to spend some time brute-forcing the barrier. Of course, being the creator, Sakaal himself had no issues passing through or dismantling it, whilst Khov-Pharn and Setsa would also be unaffected for obvious reasons. The barrier also had purifying and decontaminating properties, lest something attempt to hitchhike a way through the barrier via his body. Even then, Sakaal was not naive enough to assume it would be without any possible flaws. Given that the sphere was something that confounded gods and titans alike, it was entirely possible that the barrier and its purification capabilities would fall short of effectively blocking the sphere or allowing something to sneak out. This, was, of course, leaving the matter of Malum aside as a further consideration.

After this barrier had been set up, Sakaal approached the sphere, the light of the barrier flickering briefly as he passed through. Raising his right hand, he reached out to touch the orb. As he did, he called upon the power of distortion. Having deliberately chosen the parameters of the barrier, he had done so to ensure that the area he was planning to distort did not reach the barrier, and so it would not be accidentally damaged. Between the barrier and the sphere, the power's side effects could already be seen. Space, time, light and even concepts were twisted and distorted. A strange whirling, warping process could be seen from outside the barrier, though at points it seemingly disappeared and reappeared without any obvious pattern. Sakaal watched as it rapidly approached the black sphere, curious if his distortion would have any effect on it, and if so, what it would be.

[Quavv]

Space
All presence of the orb vanished from space. While it originally looked like Malum had merely touched it, the vanishing illusion made it clear that the real thing was gone. Malum had taken it. Somehow, the orb responded to Malum completely different to him than anyone else.

Ruination Temple, Earth

The temple stood grand, with pillars of obsidian glass and walls of pure granite, decorated with segments of ruby. It had laid dormant since 1929, when the second demonic invasion ended. The portal frame to Hell itself resided in the temple, waiting for another activation. Malum, however, wasn't here to do that. When he touched the orb, a sentient essence was picked up that had made telepathic contact with him. He brought it to a place where no one could see, the Ruination Temple, so he could see what messages came next.

The orb was now finally ready to awaken. The orb opened up and out came a monstrous creature. It stood ten feet tall. The monster was looming over the Titan, staring at him with his menacing blue eyes. "Malum," said the creature, "Titan of the Ruination Pantheon. I thank you for your service."

Gonz Titan of the Sky and Earth
Mt. Olimpia
In the ground near the entrance of the palace the ground started to sift and crack, soil and rocks started to pour out a hole in the ground and molding into a being. Once complete the being turned out to be Gonz the Titan Of the Sky and Earth. Gonz walked to the nearest angel and told him that Athanatos had a visitor that wanted an audience with him. You see Gonz could’ve appeared in Athanatos throne room but he didn’t want to get the Titan of Power mad so he appeared outside his palace.

The angels alerted Athanatos to the visitor and he was allowed to enter. "What is it Gonz?" asked Athanatos, "Does this have anything to do with the orb?" At that very moment, Krov-Pharn arrived with some news.

[Ah-eh-ioh-uh]

Minerva caused the rocket to swish side to side in protest of this sudden and unexpected intrusion. She tried briefly to resist whatever force was attempting to move the missiles but she found she could not match them in power. By her guess it was someone of the space pantheon.

The missiles launched into the ocean and in her anger she lashed out in a small whip of magic to smash some ornate urn or something of the sort. Partially out of spite but partially out of other concerns like not wanting the nukes to return to human circulation, she messed up the wiring in the missiles and bestowed a curse on them.

There was almost nobody in the cosmos that could interfere with her powers over technology so the demon would find itself puzzled as to why the nuke seemed to have not responded at all to its input. Anybody that salvaged the missiles and attempted to get them working again would find that no matter what they did the parts just could not seem to fit right with one another and all attempts to repair things such as the wiring failed disastrously, parts rusting to nothing when attempting to get the nuke back online/under their control.

Exploding the nukes became impossible as the agents that made the explosion happened just didn't work in the right combinations and the mechanisms in the missiles that facilitated the explosions were literally cursed, equipment used to tamper with the deactivated nukes for the wrong purposes would break down impossibly fast/all the time.

If one looked inside they could see carbon scoring in the a bowl like shape giving anybody who found it some pretty good idea as to why they should not mess with this nuke too much and as to who was responsible. This was Minerva's symbol. Her holy symbol was an elegant bowl shape with wavy lines above it, symbolizing steaming cauldrons.

The missiles's damaging elements were magically neutralized so that it would not leak into the environment and it became harmless to matter and living things. In general she altered the missiles with many curses so much attempt to tamper with it failed, one last arguably unnecessary effect was placed in case all other deterrents failed. What it was was pretty easy to guess given the nature of what they were dealing with....

[Jerno]

Space
All presence of the orb vanished from space. While it originally looked like Malum had merely touched it, the vanishing illusion made it clear that the real thing was gone. Malum had taken it. Somehow, the orb responded to Malum completely different to him than anyone else.

Ruination Temple, Earth

The temple stood grand, with pillars of obsidian glass and walls of pure granite, decorated with segments of ruby. It had laid dormant since 1929, when the second demonic invasion ended. The portal frame to Hell itself resided in the temple, waiting for another activation. Malum, however, wasn't here to do that. When he touched the orb, a sentient essence was picked up that had made telepathic contact with him. He brought it to a place where no one could see, the Ruination Temple, so he could see what messages came next.

The orb was now finally ready to awaken. The orb opened up and out came a monstrous creature. It stood ten feet tall. The monster was looming over the Titan, staring at him with his menacing blue eyes. "Malum," said the creature, "Titan of the Ruination Pantheon. I thank you for your service."

Gonz Titan of the Sky and Earth
Mt. Olimpia
In the ground near the entrance of the palace the ground started to sift and crack, soil and rocks started to pour out a hole in the ground and molding into a being. Once complete the being turned out to be Gonz the Titan Of the Sky and Earth. Gonz walked to the nearest angel and told him that Athanatos had a visitor that wanted an audience with him. You see Gonz could’ve appeared in Athanatos throne room but he didn’t want to get the Titan of Power mad so he appeared outside his palace.

The angels alerted Athanatos to the visitor and he was allowed to enter. "What is it Gonz?" asked Athanatos, "Does this have anything to do with the orb?" At that very moment, Krov-Pharn arrived with some news.

Gonz
“In fact Athanatos it does” Replied Gonz, “I wasn’t sure at first when I saw the orb, but earlier today I had my scribes search the library from top to bottom, that could potentially be connected with the orb. This is a result.” With a wave of his hand a scroll appeared and Gonz opened it up and read it out loud.
“The Ancient one will return with vengeance and unrivaled power. The skies above Unera and Earth will go dark, and the grounds below them will be soaked in blood. None will be safe. Neither mortal or immortal, neither spiritual or physical, neither the eternal nor the temporal. When the ancient one returns, rallies his army of ruin, and reunites himself, all of creation shall cease.”.
Once Gonz finished reading he sighed. “I’ve put Ujaal Baloor under high alert, Athanatos I suggest you do the same. I’ve got every plant and animal down on earth on patrol as well. This gives us a bleak future don’t you think, i will suggest an emergency meeting among the Titans and later an emergency counsel meeting as well.” “That is all I bring”

[Quavv]

Athanatos, Mt. Olimpia
"Slow down there Gonz," said Athanatos, "So you believe this ancient prophecy has something to do with the orb? Not only am I unsure whether to trust some ancient writings, but it mentions an ancient being, not an orb. I don't think we have need to send Unera into a panic with so little information. Come back when you have something more reliable."

Angel Messenger, the home of Minerva
An angel arrived at Minerva's home and knocked on the door. He had been sent by Athanatos to fetch her. "Lady Minerva," said the angel, "the King requests your presence at his palace asap. He is a tad upset about your absence at the meeting but he has task for you."

[The Anarcho-Syndicalist Commune]

Listrin

As he continued in his duties, Listrin came across something. He couldn't see it, persay, but he could feel it, echoing across the chords of fate. Drawing back into his own body, he set out to find Gonz. Listrin somewhat liked his overlord throughout the millenia, and felt that he would be the most wont to do something. Hearing from an Earth Spirit that Gonz was at Mt. Olimpia, Listrin flew through a portal to the conceptual domain.

He quickly found Athanatos and Gonz, an easy task as two titans meeting is a somewhat rare occaison. Taking human form in front of them, Listrin offered a curt bow and said "M'lords. As you know, as Lord of Destruction and Harbringer of Fate, it falls within my eventual divine duties to clean up after the eventual "end of days." Well, I know not what happens on the human planet, but whatever it is, it is the end of this universe as you know it, unless you take actions."

[Jerno]

Athanatos, Mt. Olimpia
"Slow down there Gonz," said Athanatos, "So you believe this ancient prophecy has something to do with the orb? Not only am I unsure whether to trust some ancient writings, but it mentions an ancient being, not an orb. I don't think we have need to send Unera into a panic with so little information. Come back when you have something more reliable."

Angel Messenger, the home of Minerva
An angel arrived at Minerva's home and knocked on the door. He had been sent by Athanatos to fetch her. "Lady Minerva," said the angel, "the King requests your presence at his palace asap. He is a tad upset about your absence at the meeting but he has task for you."

Gonz
Yes in fact I do, we both know that prophecy can have double meanings, in fact in the nature Pantheon an orb can mean different things, such as circle or sphere, the most common translation would be an egg. The orb in fact simulates an egg in a way. Eggs hatch beings, the fact that the prophecy says a being isn’t far fetched. I will keep Ujaal Baloor under high alert and even mobilize Ujali troops for the inevitable future.” Said Gonz. Suddenly Listrin appeared in the room, and Gonz gave a curt nod toward the Deva of destruction and fate. Gonz wasn’t surprised at his news he had felt something was wrong. Suddenly another Deva came in Carstol God of Crossroads, Decisions, Choice and Agriculture.

Carstol
Carstol had been observing the orb from his living quarters in Mt. Olimpia, as he watched the orb got bigger and bigger. Suddenly a being came out and addressed a god. Carstol paled. This definitely wasn’t good. He had no idea what the being said the only word he did understand was Malum. Carstol the only other being that had the ability to morph into other beings outside the Nature Pantheon he shifted into a falcon and flew to the Palace of Athanatos where he found the Titan of power along with Gonz the Titan Of Nature And Listrin Deva of Destruction and Fate. He gave a bow to the two Titans and a nod to his fellow Deva. “ M’lord you must watch this.”

[Raktio]

Krov-Pharn, Mt. Olimpia
Space fluctuated within the palace as his avatar 'spoke' to Athanatos, "This may be worse than any of us realize. The orb reacted to Malum and he has taken it to Earth. I am monitoring them as I speak. It would seem that the orb has a consciousness, and one powerful enough to fool the senses of ones such as Setsa and Myself with an illusion. I fear that it is something at least as powerful as a titan, if not more. Having said that, I would like to read the Book once again, you know how illusive the information in it gets, even attempts at accurately copying the information is futile at best" Taking a moment to let it sink in, he continued, "I believe that Gonz is correct, and we should begin preparing, both in conventional means and unconventional means. If that is a warning then we may have a chance if we prepare ourselves for yet another war, and I am beginning to raise the Infinite Star Maze to full power status as we speak as well as increasing the border watchers. Considering that three of us are already here, if neither of you have more urgent matters we begin one as soon as we get Thaetol." And Malum depending on his next actions, they do not seem to be the type to seek their own destruction, ]Krov-Pharn added to himself.

Krov-Pharn, Ruination Temple on Earth
The titan's avatar continued his silent observation, keeping his presence muted by diluting it into space itself and not going below the sixth dimension. As the avatar observed the newly appearing entity, it began to wrack its memory of anything that might clue into what they were in order to find a possible alternative to his current theory.