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The First Dragons
Grimloq continued to watch in silence. Most of the gods to him seemed...tolerable. With the exception of one with a habit of corruption, few others deserved his wrath. More importantly their creations not only inspired him, but showed him he had much work to do. He needed to foster his own mortals, and create his elaborate network of biological creations amidst a kingdom of fire amidst the sea.
With some gods already departing, the lizard God returned to his still lifeless island. For these creations were needed on his own kingdom. He left the land once more, and flew back in a lengthy distance to his sacred peak, were magma still boiled in it's intense heat.
The eggs he created remained in the bottom of the molten pit. He raised his hand as the first Egg began to crack at his will. In a matter of seconds the relatively small egg released a scaled beast as large as the wide molten pool it rested in. Four Great wings carried the behemoth into the sky. It's scales like platinum plates, eyes as fierce as it's creator, and a thin horn shaped appropriately as some divine blade rested from his his skull. A great stream of pressured flames cooked from it's maw as it rampaged into the sky. The flames had condensed into a burning white light that, once the beast lowered it's maw, sliced and melted through the island, creating a deep and long scar from the mountain peak down to the shoreline. Molten rock flowed within the scar, creating a river of lava. It's roar echoed for miles as it embraced it's existence with rage and strength.
The first dragon, who Grimloq then dubbed him as 'Bahamut', began to calm down after it's initial strike. Born out of a sense of divine law, it was only appropriate this avatar not only be his first sentient creation, but also to witness and later, protect his next creations that would soon follow.
The white dragon slowly became aware of it's own sapience, beyond it's feral instinct. It had already felt it's duty to serve his greater fragment.
With some gods already departing, the lizard God returned to his still lifeless island. For these creations were needed on his own kingdom. He left the land once more, and flew back in a lengthy distance to his sacred peak, were magma still boiled in it's intense heat.
The eggs he created remained in the bottom of the molten pit. He raised his hand as the first Egg began to crack at his will. In a matter of seconds the relatively small egg released a scaled beast as large as the wide molten pool it rested in. Four Great wings carried the behemoth into the sky. It's scales like platinum plates, eyes as fierce as it's creator, and a thin horn shaped appropriately as some divine blade rested from his his skull. A great stream of pressured flames cooked from it's maw as it rampaged into the sky. The flames had condensed into a burning white light that, once the beast lowered it's maw, sliced and melted through the island, creating a deep and long scar from the mountain peak down to the shoreline. Molten rock flowed within the scar, creating a river of lava. It's roar echoed for miles as it embraced it's existence with rage and strength.
The first dragon, who Grimloq then dubbed him as 'Bahamut', began to calm down after it's initial strike. Born out of a sense of divine law, it was only appropriate this avatar not only be his first sentient creation, but also to witness and later, protect his next creations that would soon follow.
The white dragon slowly became aware of it's own sapience, beyond it's feral instinct. It had already felt it's duty to serve his greater fragment.
Geez these posts go by fast. Time to catch up.
Grimloq hadn't even noticed time had stopped, too focused staring at the heavens above. indulging in his mere existence. Mater Lei had visited his creation, and after a welcomed compliment, he was brought back to the door where his kin were, she had encouraged him to greet himself.
While he appreciated her for his existence and her compliments, Grimloq felt know need to speak. In fact, he was complacent standing tall as the other Gods greeted each other or bickered over what he heard as 'perfection.
The beast had no interest. He was only excited for his own creations, the future they had. Still, they all shared a world together, so Grimloq did pay some attention to observation. Both on his siblings, and their creations.
Inspiration found him. Most on his mind were the trees. He needed that kind of life to support his kingdom, but for now he had to bide his time it seemed. The evolution of life that also began to take effect also interested him, but for now he rested his powers so that he may further spread his influence over the globe once these formalaties were done with. The bored warrior stood proudly with clawed arms cross. Cold, crocodilian eyes moved on from God to God, in their candle-like aura of a glare. Another touch of inspiration fell on him when the surrounding premise was transmuted into a lavish fortress. He didn't even realize that he was responsible for the tsunami, for he was simply devoted his attention to the artificial structure. This gave him ideas for more plans for the future.
So many posts I gotta catch up.
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Ah shite my apologies, didn’t see the announcement. I guess I got a bit too hasty with running off to start an empire.
Ah shite my apologies, didn’t see the announcement. I guess I got a bit too hasty with running off to start an empire.
Someone needs to invent plants n shit So grimloq can steal them and add to his island
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