Gaia smiles, as he psychically recieves his master's orders. Of course, being a living suit of armor, Gaia is incapable of smiling. However, had he had a mouth, it would at this point be formed into a smile. Gaia had been indebted to Bob, becoming a Sliver, in order to save the life of a friend. He'd been a Knight, facing down the Titans together with the army of the First King of Shirestone. His entire platoon had been decimated, and after fighting his way through a horde of demons, he found the rotting corpses of his best friend among the fallen. Bob had appeared to him in the form of an Angel, and offered him a deal. He would serve for eternity in his army, but his friend would be revived. Little had he known that it had, in fact, been Bob that had killed his friend. Worse yet, he had to watch his friend die again, by his own hand this time, under Bob's orders which could not be refused. All those who become Slivers are branded by tragedy, Bob's way of readying them for eternity.
However, that was enough reminiscing. While he had been forced to perform many horrors, for once, Bob's orders were something he did gladly. It was expected that a God of Chaos would do good as well as evil, or at least Bob did, but with so many heroes, there was rarely any need for additional good to be done, in Bob's opinion. He placed his hand on the ground, feeling the power flowing through it, the potential energy of so many chemical reactions. The lifeblood of all matter, flowing strongly, the power that had created life, and had fed it ever since. He grabbed it, and pulled, as a schockwave went through the town. Massive marble buildings rose from the ashes that the place had been reduced to, the size of skyscraper, with many interlacing bridges. Glowing diamonds hung from long golden chains, lightning up the areas that were completely covered, as the massive buildings continued expanding, filling themselves with food, weapons, armories, portals, medical supplies, mecha hangar bays, and anything that might be needed by the many heroes and villains in this world. It expanded to many times the size it had first held, the growth crashing through the forest like an avalanche of civilisation. Finally, the newly grown town of wondrs was surrounded by a titanic steel wall, almost a kilometer in height. The top contained a row of large turrets, as well as artillery weaponry, and there were eight gates leading into the city. This place would provide all the needs a hero might wish for, and the Slivers would provide anything those within might wish for.
However, that was enough reminiscing. While he had been forced to perform many horrors, for once, Bob's orders were something he did gladly. It was expected that a God of Chaos would do good as well as evil, or at least Bob did, but with so many heroes, there was rarely any need for additional good to be done, in Bob's opinion. He placed his hand on the ground, feeling the power flowing through it, the potential energy of so many chemical reactions. The lifeblood of all matter, flowing strongly, the power that had created life, and had fed it ever since. He grabbed it, and pulled, as a schockwave went through the town. Massive marble buildings rose from the ashes that the place had been reduced to, the size of skyscraper, with many interlacing bridges. Glowing diamonds hung from long golden chains, lightning up the areas that were completely covered, as the massive buildings continued expanding, filling themselves with food, weapons, armories, portals, medical supplies, mecha hangar bays, and anything that might be needed by the many heroes and villains in this world. It expanded to many times the size it had first held, the growth crashing through the forest like an avalanche of civilisation. Finally, the newly grown town of wondrs was surrounded by a titanic steel wall, almost a kilometer in height. The top contained a row of large turrets, as well as artillery weaponry, and there were eight gates leading into the city. This place would provide all the needs a hero might wish for, and the Slivers would provide anything those within might wish for.
