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Divinus: The God RP, Mk. IV

Sirius

Sirius
Conceptual

Domain: Stars

The failed creations of discordant blood, they shimmer with reflected sunlight in the night sky. Their hazphardous construction caused alien material to shed from them. This space debris is composed of earthen asteriods, crystalline comets, metallic meteors and clouds of mysterious nebula dust.

The stars have their own movements, prehaps influenced by the blood itself. Sirius can influence their positions to weave scriptures and omens in the night sky. In addition, any intentional expression of sincerely held belief or desire towards the stars acts as a prayer to Sirius.

Sirius can manipulate the debris created from stars, manipulating their movements and form but not their composition. He can imbued materials with trace amount of these foreign elements to create new substances.

He can attune people or objects to the stars, light which reflect off them, or the debris created from them. He can bless people to see prefectly in dim starlight or create a compass which points to heart's desire so long it is touched by starlight.

Portfolio: Hope

In the cosmic sense, stars are meaningless. Mortals give stars meaning. When the first star imploded under its own weight, mortals believed it was a sign of salvation. From this, Sirius was born.

Hope is optimistic forward thinking. Hope can fortify the mind, preserving it against despair and tempering its baser desires. Followers of Sirius have greater mental protection, but for all but his greatest champions, it pales in comparison to the innate power of avatars.

Hope can empower people to survive through difficult times, granting them temporary, but occassionally recurring, strength, endurance, or speed, drawing from their inner strength.

Persona: Shy, Cunning, Philosophical, Altruistic.

Sirius wants to ensure the best for everybody, but recognises the impossibility of doing so. He prefers indirect actions, schemes and delegetion to attempt to better the world.

He does not like to tell blantant lies, but is very willing to bend the truth.

He cares for all mortals but has an affinity towards to paragons, the hopeful downtrodden, philosophers and the repentant. He understands those who lost hope or do not care about philosophy themself, but those who punish or discourage hope or philosophy, or are unrepentant lose his favor. He tends to believe there is hope for everyone, but he will work against those who are particularly unfavorable to him, especially to the benefit of his favored or the people that they have harmed.

He appreciates beatuty, but often relies on enhancement and imitation to create it.

He is ensnared by his own insecurity, by the constract of being a god and being created of a failure and a lie. But everyday he is hopeful that the next day will be better.

Realm: Quasar, The First Star

The first star forged by the blood, and birthplace of Sirius. Even though it was returned to the blood, it shines a light uniquely its own onto Galbar.

It is a barren space, void of land and sky. Pitch black and bright light meet without any gradiant. Space debris enters and exits the realm at will.

Base Form: A small child-like biped entity almost entirely covered in a single roughspun cloak. Small specks of light peek out from under the covering. He usually keeps his head down, but peering under his hood reveals a featureless face that appears a reflection of a starry night sky. He nearly always seen carrying a shepherd's crook made of stone from asteroids.

Domain Form: Identical in stature to his base form, he sheds his cloak. His skin begins to mimic the glow of stars, becoming a being of orange and yellow light. Clear, mosaic, crystal wings grow from his back, and reflect his light in all directions. In this form, it appears as though his crook is formed of comet crystals.

Avatar: Ceres

Similar to Sirius' base form, she is a featurely bipedal form that resembles the night sky but appears an adult. She is covered in earthen armor formed by asteroids and wields a hammer made of the same material. She is stern, serious, and respectful. She respects strength, self-reliance, diligence, responsibility. She dutifully completes any task he is assigned and will seek to further Sirius' agenda when possible, she also has her own goals that she will work towards.

She has a particular affinity and protectiveness for children, as they are those who have let a chance to prove themselves. She appreciates brawls and honorable fights, though she is often disappointed about how she has to hold herself back against most foes. She appreciates beauty and understands novelty, but prefers practicality, believing that you can live a full life with nothing but a full gut, strong walls, a big club, and a resolute heart.

In addition to being extremely strong and endurant, she is capable of flight though only in straight lines with very limited turning ability. In addition, she is capable of flying at high speeds, but she needs to gradually pick up speed as she flies, and turning even slightly can drastically slow her down. As with the material she was forged form, she is extremely resilient to extreme temperatures

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. IV

My wifi is down for awhile so I cant write up something as long as a cs but I am interested. Considering celestial- stars but I am flexible and it will be pretty limited but I have some vague ideas regarding constellations comets and meteors.

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Virgo laid down on a silk mattress. Master Parvus had returned briefly. He turned his hand and watched as ants tended to a newly planted flower in the corner of his room. He had brought new plants from the other world, Galbar, and had created ants to grow more of them. He stated that he liked that particular type of flower, and so his master had ordered them to plant them within his room.

The concept of owning a room was still foreign to him. He understood that Parvus had dominion over the Hive and that there were other spheres owned by different gods. He still struggled with the idea of owning a part of the Hive. It was easier to view it as the room where he went to sleep. Sleep was also a new concept. He had experienced it multiple times, but he did not know what was occurring. Parvus has explained it to him, but he still did not understand it.

He raised one of his hand into the light of the moss and examined the ring which his god had gifted him. It was a simple golden ring with runes inscribed around it. He could not read them. Parvus told him that they meant, "Protection to the Faithful. Toxins shall not harm the dutiful wearer." Some of the plants were poisonous and that this ring would protect him from them.

He showed his god his work. However, he seemed less interested in the blue paste he had been working on, and more interested in the strange, stony beetle. It upset him, but he didn't understand why.

The new plants excited him, but he was told to wait. Unlike the insects of the hive, they were not numberless. If he was not careful, he could deplete this limited resource. He was excited to continue his experiment, but for the time being, K'nell pull began to become irresistible.

Might/Prestige Summary

No Might Changes, but Free Action to create Grove-tender Ants, which are ants that plant and tend to flowers and herbs introduced to the Hive from Galbar. Another Free Action to make the Ring of Toxinsbane.

Virgo Starting Prestige: 3
+1 for existing, +1 for major role
Ending Prestige: 5

Story Summary

Short Post, Virgo has woke up and interacted with Parvus offscreen. He recounts the short interaction while laying down in his bedroom which Parvus made for him after explaining what sleep is. Parvus made the Grove-tender ants, which are populating the Hive with more plants for Virgo to experiment with, and the Ring of Toxinsbane, so he doesn't die when he is messing with some of the poisonous plants he brought into the Hive.

The post is mostly Parvus contemplating this new information, and being disappointed that his god cared more about a rocky beetle than his blue paste. He then went to sleep again Never to wake up again

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Parvus had spent some time exploring Atokhekwoi. The Selka and Ihokhetlani showed promise but were both young. He felt both duty and compassion towards the people of Galbar. However, they were not his only concern. He had heard a songbird accuse Vakk of serious crimes. He could not be sure it was true, but he would remember it. Atmav was also a concern. He had heard her prayer to release her from debt but did not act on it immediately. Debt is complicated, and he is busy. He had also learned she had attacked the Selka in a fit of rage after the fact. There was much to do.

Walking around was starting to become inefficient. Parvus reached into the earth and molded a giant dragonfly, pulling it from the ground. His ichor flowed into it, granting it life. He named it Volant. It was larger than a horse and had two pairs of wings. Not only is it amazingly fast and durable, but most importantly, it is silent and difficult to track.

Riding atop Volant, he was able to travel around Galbar collecting various flowers and herbs, collecting them within a large silk bag.

After finishing, he returned to the Fel Isles, landing on the central, western island. He named it Pallium. Sentient life was starting to become more common, and soon he would have followers. He would need to ensure his followers are well-equipped and well rewarded.

He blessed a species of spider on the island, naming it the Pallium Spider. By weaving its silk into clothing, the wearer would be sneakier. He also created the Gradus snake. Gradus leather boots did not leave footprints and were quieter.

He stopped for a moment and considered his creations. He felt a pang of guilt and shame. They were created to hide things. Since arriving within this realm, he had been guarded and selective with what he had told the other gods. He could not trust them. He couldn't trust anyone.

He spent some time meditating, considering his past life, his history on Galbar, and the future. After some time, the guilt faded, and muttered the mantra, ” Stealth is a tool. I will use it well.”, as a Pallium spider wove a web into between his fingers.

Might Summary

Starting: 5MP/ 11FP
Ending: 0MP/ 4FP

-2FP: Create Phenomenal Beast, Volant, the dragonfly mount. It doesn't make noise while flying, and it is hard to track.
-3FP: Create Pallium Spiders, whose silk can enchant clothing to make the wearer sneakier.
-2FP: Create Gradus Snake, whose leather can be used to make boots which don't leave footprints.

-5MP: Claim the Stealth Port (2MP Hiding Essence, 2FP Volant, 3FP Pallium Spiders, 2FP Gradus Snake)

Story Summary

Parvus considers something of the things he encountered in crab land.

Parvus makes Volant, a might, and sneaky dragonfly mount. As walking across the globe on foot is tiring.

He creates the pallium spiders and gradus snakes to equip his future followers.

He then contemplates if he is right to be sneaking around and telling half-truths. It ends with him whispering the mantra, "Stealth is a tool, and I will use it well." and claiming the stealth port.

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Thumfatem paced around his meager hut. His elbows were as square as they could be behind his back, his wide forearms smooshed together. All around him old fish hung. Their smelly, oily bodies ripe with a clear fermented liquid often used to relieve pain. His bed was little more than dried grass and reeds. Shells decorated where they could be reasonably laced to the hut’s material with lashings.

“Where is he,” Thumfatem turned and paced again, mumbling to himself. The fur covering the door shifted slightly, as a single butterfly flew into the room and rested on the wall. Its wings had a painted quality that resembled eyes. Thumfatem seemed to pay it no mind as he rubbed his blubbery chin in thought, his grumbles continuing. A second butterfly crawled from the ground and fly on the opposing wall. The painted eyes appeared to move and watch the selkie as he walked across the room. Thumfatem turned to one of them briefly and shuddered, quickly returning to his one sided rant.

Two of the mysterious butterflies entered the tent, merely resting on the wall and glaring at him. Thumfatem peered over his shoulder at the fluttering eye pattern. His eyes darted to the first one that entered, then the second, until he had connected an invisible line between them all. He looked up to nothing in particular, “What is this?”

A voice echoed in his mind, “Does my ethereal presence displease you, Prophet of the Selka.”

The sudden words caused Thumfatem to jump, his flailing arms slapping a few of the hanging fish and emitting an oily odor, “Ah!” He quickly covered his mouth and strung a few fingers along his whiskers, “Who- who speaks?”

The voice answered, ”I am Lord Parvus, sovereign of insects and god of toxins.”

Thumfatem seemed to pale at the mention of a God, “W-where do you stand?”

The god replied, ”Insects are merely an extension of my ichor. I am within your hut, and I am outside it.”

“Oh,” The Selka stretched his imagination, “I see. Well, to what do I owe the honor?” He puffed up his chest and collected himself.

There was a slight pause, ”I am interested in the welfare of all mortal races. Is it not appropriate that I visit the prophet of the greatest Selka village? I need to ensure that all is in order. That the Selka will have a strong leader, a wise advisor, and that they will keep their god’s commandments.”

“All is in order,” Thumfatem charmed, “Father Kirron is running a tight ship through his chosen leaders and prophets. The greatest of all Selka hunters himself has sworn to capture a bird of great power for our sacrifice alone.”

There was a pause, as the strange butterflies still glared at the selkie, ”It would appear that way would it not. There is great reward for pious duty, and grave consequences for failing said duty.” the voice echoed, nonchalantly.

“Oh of course!” Thumfatem rested his hands on his stomach, “The Grottu know this best.”

There was another pause, ”As prophet, you are granted certain luxuries for your great service, but your transgressions would also be weighed greater than a common worker.” the voice continued, still in a neutral tone.

Thumfatem slipped a fat finger between his teeth, “I suppose that makes sense, yes.”

The god continued, ”I have other business to attend to, however if you continue to devote yourself to your holy work, I shall reward you. For the time being, I shall bestow a small blessing upon your village.”

“Puh- Please!” Thumfatem inclined his head respectfully towards the butterflies, “All and any help is much appreciated.”

The voice replied, "Within your waves, you shall find a colorful fish bearing the mark of the butterflies' eye. Whenever one of your peoples has a fever, find it, and grind its fins to dust. It shall alleviate their ailment." . When he was finished, the butterflies began to leave the tent, one by one.

Thumfatem stood in shock, and only after a moment, he muffled a shout, “Thank you!”

He stood still for a moment longer, and then with as much energy as the fat seal could force, he burst out of his hut in a waddle. He slipped behind the other huts in an attempt to remain incognito and with a clunky slide, he slid into the beaches waves. He scooped water before him as he swam, eyes wide and curious. It took him a while, but eventually he spotted it slipping through a reef: butterfly eyes. A toothy grin formed on his mouth and bubbles escapes. He let out a water filled yelp of joy and quickly ascended.

Might Summary

Parvus
Starting MP: 0MP/4FP
Ending MP: 0MP/3FP

1MP (Discounted to 0 with Insect Port) to create butterflies with painted eyes that glare at people.
1MP to create a fish whose scales can cure fever.

Story Summary

Thumfatem, Prophet of the Selka, is pacing around his hut. As he is ranting to himself, strange butterflies begin to enter his hut and rest on his walls. They have an eye pattern on their wings that seemingly moves to look at the selkie.

After several had entered his room, Thumfatem notices them and begins to question what is happening. Parvus answers from a distance, and gives him cryptic, vague answers to his concerns.

Parvus then informs the prophet that he is making sure that everything is well for the Selka, and makes very thinly veiled threats that he shouldn’t mess up or else. He then says that he will return later and reward him if he does well, but for the time being granted his village a small blessing, and informed him that he created a fish with the same eye pattern as the butterfly, and there scales can be grinded up and used as a cure for fever.

The butterflies leave the tent, and Thumfatem eagerly goes to find one of these fish, and is quite happy when he finds one.

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Virgo cautiously stirred a blue liquid within the ceramic cauldron. It was a surprisingly difficult task to boil a crushed beetle.

Finding and grabbing the beetle was easy. Trying to squish the beetle by hand did nothing. The bucket and ladle also could not crush the bug. He left to find a rock and whenever he returned the beetle had escaped. After recapturing the beetle, he was able to squish it with the stone. It wasn't ideal. It also left a blue stain on the table.

He started to pour the substance into one of the ceramic jars, using the silk strainer to filter out the solid bug guts. While the resulting liquid was blue, it couldn't dye material.

Unperturbed, he tried again, and again, and again. As he worked, he began to carve simple tools from wood to help him. He experimented with different combinations of crushed insects.

He managed to create a crude pestle that was more efficient than a rock. He tried to make a mortar. It was more difficult than he expected with such a crude knife and poor quality wood. Instead, he carved a simple board so he wouldn't need to dirty the table further.

He also learned how to control the temperature of the cauldron. It responded to his thoughts whenever he touched it. Out of curiosity, he also poured a failed batch of bug juice into the basin. After a few moments, the water levels raised forcing the contamination out and on to the floor.

The region immediately surrounding the alchemy lab had plenty of glowing moss. However, deeper into the Hive, the light was more scarce.

He was looking for more beetles when he wandered into a dark area. While walking, he stumbled. He turned around to pick up whatever he tripped on. To his surprise, it was a rocky beetle. He brought it over to light to examine it more closely. It was certainly interesting. Sadly, it was not useful for the task at hand. He attempted to squish it with his crude pestle, but its shell was too hard. He had to kill it using a large rock. He then stored it in a bottle for later.

He also began to try to separate specific parts of the bug. He would kill an insect, remove the piece he wanted, and place it a pile. He would then crush and boil that pile.

Eventually, he managed to create a blue paste. It was not a dye; however, he could smear it on stone. It was not what he had intended, but he made a mental note of how he created it. It was interesting. The jars containing his failed experiments were neatly piled up on the floor. He proudly placed the blue paste jar on one of the shelves.

There was a realization that simple tasks for gods could be very difficult for mortals. However, this did not discourage him. He was excited to continue and to learn. However, his body began to feel sluggish. His eyes felt heavy.

He had eaten while he was experimenting. He particularly enjoyed the taste of honey. He also enjoyed boiled crickets. He drank clean water from the basin. This sensation was different than pain, which he felt when he accidentally hit his fingers with a rock.

He found himself closing his eyes and laying against one of the cabinets.

Summary

Virgo attempts to create a blue dye. However, it is more difficult than crushing a blue beetle and boiling it. Undeterred, he starts carving crude tools from wood. He learns about the alchemy lab. He runs across a region of the Hive connected to Ehomakwoi and is interested in a rocky beetle. He also tries different combinations of bug guts eventually discovers a recipe for a blue paste. He proudly places it on a shelf.

He realized that making things as a mortal is hard, but wants to continue working. However, he is sleepy but doesn't know what that is. He rules out hunger, thirst, and pain as the cause before falling asleep laying against a cabinet.

Prestige

Virgo
Starting: 1
Ending: 3
+1 for Post, +1 for Starring Role

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Parvus left the Hive and walked around the Fel Isles. As he did, he collected snake eggs in a large silk bag. As the god of toxins, he had fully intended to create deadly poisons as tools. The threat of war simply made this task more urgent. He decided to concentrate his attention on the Fel Isle, and the surrounding region. Not only would this help protect his gateway, but he also had the greatest claim to this area.

He had found creating life from nothing to be difficult. However, even a simple base would ease the work. He dug three holes in the dirt and separated the eggs into them.

Drawing primordial venom from his chitin stinger, he separated it into three different liquids. He imbued each of the toxins which his power and filled each hole with one of them. The eggs drank from the poisons, causing them to mutate.

He took two of the clutches and stored them in separate bags. He turned to the remaining eggs, naming them basilisks, and ordering them to hatch.

Tiny six-legged lizards emerged and scattered. After a few moments, they begin to grow in size becoming three to four feet long. Their fangs imbued with a potent toxin that caused their victim's skin to harden and blood to clot.

He next walked eastward over the ocean. Dropping of the bags of eggs into the water and allowing it to sink. He named them hydras and commanded them to hatch. Tiny lizards exited the bag. They began to swim in every direction, slowly growing larger, growing extra heads, and having their necks grow into long snake-like appendages.

Eventually, they become massive, nine-headed creatures. Their blood is slightly poisonous though easily neutralized by salt. However, their bites inject a potent toxin that causes necrosis.

Afterward, he continued west to the salt marsh. He dropped his final bag on the muddy ground of the wetlands. He named them cockatrices, and order them to hatch. Chicks escaped from the silk bag. Their feet were webbed. They had ragged feathers, a snake tail, and a scaly face. After a few moments, they grew to their full size which was only slightly larger than a chicken. They are capable of breathing out a poisonous gas which causes muscle weakness. However, unlike balisisks and hydras, they are not particularly dangerous and primarily eat fish and bugs.

Might Summary

Previous: 0MP/8FP
Current: 0MP/4FP

-1FP: Balisisks (Extraordinary Species)(Toxin Port Discount)
-1FP: Cockatrice (Extraordinary Species)(Toxin Port Discount)
-2FP: Hydra (Extraordinary Species)(Toxin Port Enhance)

Plot Summary

Parvus creates Balisisks and places them on the Fel Isles. They are six-legged lizards with a venom that causes flesh to harden.

He creates hydras in the ocean between the Fel isles and Atok. They have slightly poisonous blood (which is neutralized by salt) And they have a venom which causes necrosis.

Finally, he creates cockatrice in the salt marsh of Atok. They are chickens with reptilian features and poisonous breath. They are mostly harmless and just weaken people with their poison.

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Parvus
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Dwelling within the Hive, Parvus was contemplating. He remembered that he could identify an object's creator by sensing a lingering essence. Thinking about it, he recognized how this could be troublesome in the future. However, with all of his contemplating and sensing, he had only obtained vague, ethereal insights. A pain swelled in his chest, a feeling that if he could not do something this simple, he was unworthy of his position.

Calling upon experience, he attempted to hide his presence. When it failed, his chest felt tighter. His arm extended, and he nearly punched his tree before stopping himself. He attempted to calm himself, and he whispered a silent prayer.

Once again, he attempted to hide his presence, but this time he shrouded himself with his power and willed it to vanish. After a few moments, it worked. He noticed imperfections with his technique. He would need to perfect it later, while this was important, he had a more urgent task at hand.

He wandered into an empty, cavernous room of the Hive, and compelled all insects to leave. He sanctified the room. Wood sprouted from the walls and floor creating basic shelves, cabinets, and tables. Clay emerged from the wall and formed into ceramic jars, a cauldron, and a basin.

The cauldron was enchanted to warm itself, and the basin was enchanted to refill itself with clean water.

The clay began to shape itself, forming into a humanoid figure with four-arms. He dyed it blue with insect pigment and covered it in silk robes. He grabbed a hand full of soul ash and imbued it with knowledge. He embedded the soul ash into the construct and began to stir to life.

After a few moments, the clay figure turned into a living being of flesh and bone. Parvus spoke this creature, ”Are you aware of your situation.”

The blue creature paused, and replied uncertainly, "I am Virgo. You are Parvus, my creator."

Parvus continued, ”Are you aware of your purpose.”

Virgo responded, "To discover knowledge that may aid you."

Parvus paused, and asked one final question, ”Are you displeased by your situation or your purpose.”

Virgo paused, and then replied, "I am not. I would wish to begin immediately."

Parvus nodded. He waved his hand over a table, creating a bucket and ladle. He also created a silk strainer. Parvus said, ”The insects of the hive are at your disposable.”

Virgo nodded, and started to work as Parvus left the laboratory. Thoughts bounced around his mind, but he was still confused. However, he was driven by loyalty and curiosity.

He noticed his clothing was white. He had a vague, implanted memory of Parvus easily creating a dye. He decided that his first project would be to create dyes.

Might Summary

Starting: 5MP/8FP
Ending: 0MP/8FP

-2 MP: Ability to hide divine essence.
-1 MP: Alchemy Lab Monument
-2 MP: Created Hero: Virgo

Prestige Summary

Virgo
Starting: 0P
Ending: 1P

+1P: Minor Role

Summary

Parvus was contemplating on the nature of divinity. While he was thinking about this topic, he remembered sense divine essence and presumed others could do the same. After getting angry due to stress and failing, he calms himself down and manages to learn to cloak his essence.

Next, he created the alchemy lab and the hero, Virgo. Parvus made sure that Virgo was aware of what was happening, and was fine it and then left him to his work. Virgo decided he would start by creating dyes.

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

Parvus
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As Parvus walked, ocean water eventually gave way to land. Consumed by his thoughts, he did not notice immediately. He continued to walk to the western shore of the peninsula. He examined the barren region. He reached into the ground, grabbing a chunk of stone from it. With his hands, he molded into a stick.

His travels eventually lead him to the southern-most point of the western shore of the peninsula. His thoughts were elsewhere, and he nearly began to shape the earth before his eyes glanced back to the rock stick he was carrying. His eyes turned to the ocean, eating away at the rocky shore. He cast his thoughts of war and destructive gods away so that he could focus on the task at hand.

He imbued the rock stick he was carrying with life and tossed it into the ocean. When it landed, it began to grow into a mangrove tree. It rooted itself into the shallows, and as it did, more of its kind sprouted. He took a leaf from his hand, crushed it into dust, and threw his fist into the ground. The rocky surface gave way to mud. As soon as the ground softened, grasses appeared over it. Reeds, mangroves, and other salt-tolerant plants grew within the marsh.

Waves broke against the roots of the mangrove trees, but the ocean water still flowed into the muddy ground. The insect god felt his energy wane, and he grew physically tired. With the remaining vestiges of power, he conjured animals from the mud. Insects, fish, crustaceans, reptiles, and birds emerged from the waterlogged landscape.

He examined his newly formed marsh briefly. He then began to walk towards the Fel Isles, slower than usual. While his mind was preoccupied with thought, his foot dipped behind the water. He shrugged this off and eventually walked into his garden. Laying under his apple tree, he contemplated.

Summary

Before (0MP/4FP)
Current (0MP/0FP)

-2FP Minor Landscaping
-2FP Small Ecosystem, the Salt Marsh

After his encounter with Asceal, Parvus becomes even more consumed in his thoughts. He travels to Atohhekwoi, and as he is walking and thinking, begins to plan out an ecosystem. Distracted by his thoughts, he nearly turns the ground to mud, before having something to prevent it from washing into the ocean. He focuses on the task at hand and creates the salt marsh. After filling the salt marsh with animals, he is tired and sluggish. He returns to his place under his apple tree and contemplates how to proceed.

Divinus: The God RP, Mk. III. Finished in Record Time™!

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