Powers That Be

[Candle]

POWERS THAT BE

IN THE BEGINNING...
Kyriol, the foremost of the divinities, was dying. So great was his power and knowledge that the Godrealm was too small to contain his dying corpse, so he made a new world. Out of his bones he built the foundations of the earth. From his blood flowed the seas, and his flesh made up the dry land. He scattered his teeth on the virgin soil, and they became the seeds of the first trees. In the water, he cast his eyes, where great lurking things were born. Upon the land, he laid down his heart, and from it came humankind, and they populated the earth. As he died, he spoke to his servant, Jotos, the scribe of the gods, and appointed him overseer and judge of the his creation - he would preserve humanity from extinction, and manage the other gods who dwelt there. With this final command, he buried himself at the earth's core, and sleeps there waiting to die one day.

THE GOD OF JUDGMENT
then called upon his brethren gods and assembled them in the First Council of the Gods. There he set forth the Edicts of the Dying God, the laws by which they must all abide. Among them are the commands to preserve the human race from death, and their planet from destruction, and that they must not harm or kill each other. Finally, they were bound to this realm, unable to travel to their home plane or to any other world: this was their home now. Jotos assigned them their places in the celestial order: gods of nature, death, and magic, spirits of madness and knowledge, givers of pain and bringers of light. Among them grew resentment and rivalries, but also kindred and alliances. They descended upon the New Creation, and among mortal men began to live and seek their diverse purposes...

[ActRaiser]

The eldest among the gods, Dovaen, came circling from above as a great dragon. He came to the Council at the summoning of Jotos. He could feel the life beat of Kyriol, his maker stop. Somehow, Dovaen had known what had happened innately, through his very bones. He landed hard, and the ground seemed to shake. The dragon turned his noble head toward's Jotos. "What is it, brother?' Dovaen asked with noticeably concern in his voice. "What has become of the Maker?" At the last word, which referred to Jotos, there was a twinge of emotion in his voice. He knew the answer, somehow. Kyriol was already in a form of death, although he was not yet dead. It pained Dovaen to feel this way."

[Candle]

Jotos and Dovaen stood atop a towering mountain, high above the clouds yet still too new for snow to have fallen upon it. Jotos looked down at the shore below, and like Dovaen could feel the waning presence of the Dying God. Since his transformation, Jotos no longer felt things such as sorrow - or, at least not the way the other gods felt it - but he too was struck by the gravity of their father's fall. Without a word, he pointed down to the young earth below, to the helpless bands of people first beginning to explore their new home: the council, the time for talk was over. Now the gods must tend to their new realm.

[VaultBoy]

Rabidus' staff fell from the sky first. It stabbed into the ground next to, Dovaen. It went up to just under Rabidus' chest and he was 6 foot 6. A short while after the staff came Rabidus'. He had been standing up straight while falling through the air. When he hit the ground he reached out for his staff which he gripped in his right hand. As he grabbed the staff he saw his eldest sibling, Dovaen.
"Brother!" He said gleefully before realizing why he suspected that they were called here.
"I just wish we would have been reunited under better circumstances." He turned back to face Jotos
"And my other brother, again a great sadness has fallen upon me and my realm"

[KB97]

Deusion firstly begins by mentally linking with the birds of the New Creation, his vast mind simultaneously looking through their eyes allowing him to get an idea of what this New Creation looks like. He commands his birds to circle the world in order to let him set eyes on the New Creation, he seeks the biggest human crowd and upon finding it descends in his favoured form onto the place. He flies through the clouds causing them to part with the light illuminating his divine form, he soars over the town getting the attention of the residents and eventually lands in the centre of the crowd. He roars powerfully practically calling the residents in their language, he stood still for a time allowing them to flood in taking in his huge unusual form. Eventually he began to speak, projecting an aura of majesty and awe he said " Mankind, I am an outerplanar being known as Deusion and I wish to offer you a great boon, I can grant you knowledge and power beyond your wildest dreams," at this moment he projected images of a human utopia, "I wish to make you centre of the Great Human Republic and make this place the greatest history has ever seen, " He paused for a moment looking through the crowd, "others of my kind will come soon and it is only a matter of time before you see them, I make you this offer only once, if you do not then I shall leave, all I ask in return is that you are loyal to me. I do not need worship and I shall treat you as equals. These are my terms." You stop still projecting awe and majesty into their minds and wait to see what happens.

[ActRaiser]

Dovaen wordlessly soared to the lands below. . .Noticing the terror and fear inspired by the people's expressions, some ran away. Others were close to the children with swords, bows, spears and axes drawn. Dovaen transformed into the robed body of an old man. He smiled at them. "I am Dovaen." He stated. "Do not be afraid. I have come to lead the people into the wisdom and knowledge that I have to offer." He paused for breath. "Listen, people of the world, I have come to bring you wisdom, security and protection. You are not safe in these lands without my help."
Dovaen turned to Rabidus. "Brother. . . please give me your word you will not alter my work with these people. I have given my word that I would protect them."

[KB97]

He realized the others had come, remaining in his divine form he roared again looking momentarily at Dovaen, "What I can offer you pales in comparison to what he can, he may indeed be older but my youth and power will drive you further than he could ever take you" He paused and projecting his awe practically amongst the crowd he shouted "Choose" . He looks towards Dovaen saying practically " I got here first, I have rights over them"

[VaultBoy]

Rabidus' eyes squinted
"You have my word for now" he turned to the other direction
"But if the men I recruit decide to attack your dwelling please know that it was not my intention" He looked off into the distance and exhaled through his nose
"If they do decide to attack I will try to inform you as soon as possible but for now I must make haste and find my own people" He threw his spear into the air before catching it again. He started to walk slowly at first until he eventually became a blur and sped off to his next destination.

After a few minutes of speeding he finally found a town near an ocean. They seemed to be armed with carefully made weapons. Still their steel was no better than any other but it seemed to be a lot straighter and had more engraving on it. They also seemed to be developing some sort of face mask to ward off enemies. Rabidus would like these people. He made his way to the centre of town before holding his staff up to his mouth which worked as some sort of megaphone.
"PEOPLE OF NEW RABID" he shouted. Before spinning on his heels and whispering to a small child who had come to see the commotion
"Yes that's the towns name now, child" He turned back to the people who had looked at him"
"I AM CAPABLE OF LEADING YOUR PEOPLE TO VICTORY, BUT YOU MUST MAKE ME YOUR PROSPEROUS LEADER! A lot of the men scoffed at his bold suggestion to which they were silenced by Rabidus' lighting all nearby torches on fire with a snap of his fingers.
"There are more of my kind, they are my brothers and sisters, now while I may be your leader, I am not your general, I am appointing----" he held the last note while scanning the crowd with his finger before choosing the small boy that he whispered to.
"This young lad who I will bestow upon the non existent armies that are farmers right now!"

[ActRaiser]

The dragon turned towards Deusion. An imposter, of the most powerful sort, an Elder dragon which had taken Dovaen's form. . . his eyes narrowed at the god of knowledge. "Are you truly Deusion?" The imposter asked. The dragon was almost afraid, but it felt a strange presence in Deusion. . . "Lord Deusion . . .?' It pressed.

Meanwhile back at the Daiikin clans, the real Dovaen had asked for the people's trust for his protection. "People, do not be afraid to take me as your guardian.'

[BlackDynamite]

Morcyro rode in on his large undead Polar Bear, its white fur stained with mud and blood, each step of its paws leaving a patch of ice behind. He noticed the looks of awe and fear...and the weapons they held, not all of them had them only a select few, axes, spears, warhammers, longswords nothing that hold stand against his ice spear which can freeze and shatter the strongest of steel he even spied a few bows and torches to keep them from freezing in the cold nights in their huts of Mammoth skin and bone. They wore large thick sealskins and hoods with fur. Shouting against the high icy wind he spoke in their rough tribal language "Listen to my words, humans I am Morcyro, the God of Death and Ice, though I may appear evil" To emphasize this his Polar Bear growled as if it wished to frighten them, they back away with their weapons ready "It is my duty to protect and advance your people, all I ask is your loyalty" after a few moments of muttering among themselves a tall man stepped foward placing his large warhammer at Morcyro's feet and with that they all lowered their weapons on the ground...