Vampiretwilight
Lord Zee
Fetzen
Timemaster
DracoLunaris
DX3214
CFProxy
The Twilight
Anath Homura & Family
Anath Homura gazed upon the towering core structure that stood before her as she slowly strode towards it. The center of the newly forged Keltra consisted of the inner ring which encircled the tall citadel, both of which were connected to each other and the rest of the flying fortress via the crossways that attached themselves to the outer Ring and the outside acclivity. The crossways passed through the four gates of the inner ring, allowing access to the looming citadel that was the resplendent heart of her new home.
All of Keltra was seemingly sculpted from the resilient red stone that resembled the texture and visage of a ruby, and much of the symmetrical stronghold still shimmered like a glittering gemstone in the continual illumination of the celestial celebration that had currently spread all across the skies. Numerous pillars arranged in a protective circle around the citadel formed the inner ring - letting the joyous light and the rush of wind through, along with the wide bridges that Anath Homura walked upon.
Beyond the open doorways of the citadel, the immense interior of the core structure was brightly lit by the radiant presence of the red goddess and the plethora of gentle luminescence that poured in from the fenestrated walls and oculus that occupied the center of the domed ceiling overhead. The interior lacked furnishings, but compensated the emptiness with architectural flourishes and spacious potential - intricate and artistic carved patterns accompanied by embedded jewels decorated the walls and ceiling, along with plenty of alcoves where exquisite reredos awaited the erection of various shrines and altars.
Anath Homura left a multi-colored mosaic trail upon the floor as she stepped further into the citadel, and that lingering path in her wake began to simultaneously expand and split apart, becoming many intersecting paths that spanned the vast chamber like a wondrous web of rainbows to walk upon. The complex construction was complimented by the contrasting simplicity of the clear sky surrounding it, and Anath Homura felt satisfied as she came to a halt in the center of the flying fortress, directly beneath the oculus that showed the shining heavens above.
“Come to me, my children!” She called out, and the singing stars became quiet as they heeded her words. The numerous dazzling dancers streaked across the skies towards Keltra, descending from the darkness that surrounded the cosmos and arriving swiftly so that they all were gathered afore the Creatrix. The light of day began to fade, and the world was shrouded in darkness where the sun was absent, and the stars were much more quiet.
Desire, Harmony, Pride, and Fear returned from Skydancer and stepped into the citadel where they witnessed their lone mother showered in scintillating light. Her body bathed in the beautiful radiance of the stars that surrounded her, and her divine presence caused those stars to change their shapes. Anath Homura had ordained such, long ago when she reforged them from the ashes of nothing and foretold their fate.
“You will be my Archai, my messengers.”
It was well known that the stars were shifting spirits, and these stars had once worn the skin of mortalkind. Now they donned their prior visages, or at least appearances akin to their previous forms: Their astral light was sheathed in coppery skin except for a few shimmering marks where some radiance slipped through and shone brightly, and ethereal wings emerged from their backs. They vaguely resembled the form of Anath Homura, though they were much taller, and their features varied with greater musculature and the sporadic beards among those that were men. Their dark hair grew beneath luminous haloes or majestic horns atop their heads, and their eyes glimmered an icy blue.
The Archai kneeled before Anath Homura, arranged around the perimeter of the chamber and in spiral rows that came closer and closer to the red goddess. There were thousands, and yet they stayed ever silent and still in a state of absolute serenity, awaiting her edict. There was a straight path for the four daughters of Anath Homura to approach their mother, and so they hastily strode towards her - with Desire carrying Pride in her arms. As deities themselves, Desire and Harmony could feel the cold coming of night upon the world, and they felt concern for those that were unfamiliar to the darkness. Anger crossed their features as both of them stood beside their sisters in front of the frightening one that had carelessly wrought such sudden suffering.
It seemed as though their mother was testing them - testing their loyalty. That, or she remained unaware of how she tormented her children. Tension subtly simmered between those that were blessed with otherworldly power, as the two goddesses seethed and contemplated whether they would launch an attack, or accept this atrocity. Fight or surrender. Anath Homura awaited their decision...
