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A solemn wind disturbed a dune of stellar ash, sweeping dead stars, like dust, across the galactic sea. The thing that looked like a man gazed on, wishing it all away.

"Why?" said the thing that looked like a girl. "Why did we let it happen this way?"

"Because we were afraid," said the thing that looked like a man. "Because we wanted them to live, and never gave them room to breathe."

"Then let them have it," said the thing that looked like a girl, clenching her quivering hands into fists. "Let them have it all. Let them make this world their own; let no limits be upon them. Let them laugh and cry and hate. Let them go out there and be happy," said the thing that looked like a girl, laying her hands on the thing that impaled the man. "Set them free."

"You know not what you do."

"I don't care," said she.

The thing that looked like a girl wrenched the javelin from his chest and raised a great cry. Then she hurled it into the darkness, where it tore a wound so bright that quenched stars lit in its gaze, and she braced as the winds of dawn blazed against her, burning her, igniting the dune and the body and all the stars therein, blowing it apart and carrying its dust into a new galaxy.

She stretched her hands against the force of the wind, and felt a mass growing where the gale met her palms; and when the mass grew too great to hold back, she stretched out her other hand, and a smaller mass grew there; and when the gale overcame her they slipped from her palms and she tumbled back, laughing, as the two orbs spun one around the other.

As they fell into the cool distance, she grabbed the greater mass in her hands and twisted it; she felt it warm, and fizz. She clutched its warmth to her chest, and kissed it, and the moisture of her lips enveloped it.

And the thing that looked like a girl fell onto its surface, where the sun warmed her still, and she laughed, and her joy rose on the horizon in a hot, clean blue that covered the sky. She struck her palm at the ocean, and a plume of cyan entered it. Again and again she struck, dancing along the shore, until the sea was filled with life and oxygen.

Then she fell to her knees, exhausted.


"Take it!" said the thing that looked like a girl, laughing as the tears streaked down her face. "Come and take it all."






Gᴏᴅꜱᴩᴇᴇᴅ: ᴀ Dɪᴠɪɴᴜꜱ ꜱᴛᴜᴅɪᴏꜱ ᴩʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴛɪᴏɴ

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This RP was inspired by an OldGuild roleplay, named Divinus, GMed by ActRaiser. It found new life in the early summer of 2015 and developed tremendously as Divinus: They Deity Roleplay Mk.I. A new iteration, Mk.II, has since been and continues to be an astounding success. We would now like to launch a new version, reconfigured and refined for the Free Section.



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The Door through which the first gods enter the universe comes in many forms. Each god that enters the universe does so in a unique way- Some rise from pools, others hatch from eggs; some dream their way into reality, others simply take shape in the void; some are reincarnated, and yet others are stillborn.

While the Door itself exists outside conventional space, the gods who pass through it always emerge from the same place: a lonely beach on a planet named Galbar, where, it is said, the universe began.

Below (or perhaps containing) the entrance to the universe lies a Vault of many oddities. These delicate relics are mechanisms by which gods may alter things beyond the limits of divine power. There are means to stop time, forge planets, and rewrite the basic laws of reality; there are tools with which gods are made mortal and mortals into gods. All of them are cruelly guarded by a being called Mater Lei.

Mater Lei acts as doormaster and concierge to the universe. Of her two avatars, Alto, a being of pure Light, is said to hold the key, and Malkut, a being of pure Force, is said to hold the lock. Without her consent nothing can enter the universe from beyond, and no-one can leave until their allotted Time. It is said that she acts in the interests of Fate, though what these might be is inscrutable, even to her.

Punctual yet notoriously unreliable, Lei considers it her duty not only to defend the Door but also to act as a guide to those who step through it. Lei hears every question posed to her, even the frivolous ones, and usually answers (and sometimes lies). Any god may approach her dwelling-place in order to ask favour, such as to retrieve something from beyond the universe, or allow them to leave it, or to grant them power from the Vault, or relieve them of its burden. Naturally, she is obliged to deny them.

But Mater Lei is both a liar and a cheat, and her devotion to duty extends only so far. She is well known to let the pantheon loan or make use of oddities in the Vault in order to perform feats that may otherwise have been beyond them. The cost of operating them may be exorbitant or bizarre or both, but so long as she herself isn't paying it, Lei doesn't have much reason to care.

Either way, it is far safer to rely on one's own power- Lei is neither sadistic nor power-hungry nor tyrannical, but she has never, ever been trustworthy.

While Lei has stood at her post since the birth of the universe and intends to stay there to its end, she is otherwise much like any other god. Her ability to defend the Door and Vault are limited. If the temptation to challenge her wardenship arises, take it seriously, but not lightly- Although far from infinite, Mater Lei commands tremendous power, and responsibility for her things will fall on the shoulders of any pantheon with the hubris to depose her.
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Mater Lei
Concierge of the Gods

'What then of your horns, o Mater? What are they?'

'The perfect excuse to blast doors I don't feel like opening.'


Dᴏᴍᴀɪɴ & Pᴏʀᴛꜰᴏʟɪᴏ
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While Lei's Domain is a mystery, much is known of her portfolios. The most obvious involves automata, beings of clockwork and coiled springs, which she creates effortlessly and in great number. Another is strongly linked to books of fiction, of which she has a nearly limitless supply, and the contents of which she can realise as simulacra, forming not-quite illusory flora and fauna from words on a page. The third involves powerful transmutative magic, especially of her own body and environment.

Aʟɪɢɴᴍᴇɴᴛ
Chaotic Neutral

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
Lei likes to be fancy. Not act fancy, just be fancy. Fond of dramatic entrances, an aura of untouchable smugness pervades most of what she does, which is usually exactly what you don't want her to do. Life's a game, when you're the Mater, and it's easy to get the impression that she wears her masks purely to hide the fact that she's teetering on the edge of laughing at you.

With all the petty spite of someone who enjoys tripping up passerby with her cane, Mater Lei placidly denies or subverts every request placed on the position she's been entrusted with, and happily cheats, tricks and lies her way through godly transactions. Fortunately, she's not malicious, and will bow out and call quits before she involves herself with serious trouble. Lei also tends to be polite, even helpful, especially in things of little (or extraordinary) consequence.

For all her easygoing strut, Lei isn't entirely secure in herself. She hides her anger well, but not perfectly, and fears both her task and her pantheon. She tells herself that she is safe, and can usually believe it, but there's only so much she can do. She fears, also, that someone may eventually see her face.

She also attends a lot of balls.

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It is Mater Lei's belief, informed or otherwise, that the gods must be both the sole and the sovereign rulers of the universe. There can be no great power outside them, nor may any great power surpass them. For this reason, Lei guards the Vault from which the gods emerged and to which they may return, such that none of her nieces and nephews in the pantheon may wield power other than their own.

Lei isn't particularly stringent about this, though. The Door tends to stay perfectly well closed of its own accord, and she's known to let the pantheon loan or make use of other oddities in the Vault in order to perform feats that may otherwise have been beyond them, such as creating planets, travelling time, or altering the fundamental properties of the universe. The costs of operating such oddities are high, but so long as Lei doesn't have to pay it herself, she doesn't particularly care either. Her primary goal, after all, is simply to have a grand old time.

Aᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
Lei seldom changes form, but regularly her costume. From formal to semi-formal to casual*, Lei always has some outfit up her sleeve for the occasion, usually in the gold-grey-red colour scheme she's addicted to. She wears human flesh often, usually stealing the body of whichever pretty mortal girl she last ran into who happened to be wearing her colours*, sometimes returning it later and often keeping it (and the girl) for herself as an attendant. When the need arises to be small, she takes the form of a serpent.

All of Lei's faces are masks, made or stolen one way or another. In this way, though she may be highly expressive when she wants to be, her insecurities remain securely bound up inside her.

Lei's avatars are two, and rather different: Malkut, the radiant automaton, is a powerful being born of her more diligent side, not so prone to travel; and Alto, the harpy, is a lazy wanderer. These twin sons almost never appear in the same place, and generally keep to themselves.

Lei's dresses are innumerable, and rumour has it her wardrobe is a major demiplane.

Mᴜsɪᴄᴀʟ Tʜᴇᴍᴇ


*Models photographed are Choi Sora and Ikebana Katsu, respectively.


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